[Intro: Lord Infamous]
I think of murder, murder on me mind
Murder on the menu, murder on the timer
[Chorus: 21 Savage]
Today was a good day, ain't have to spray the K
Today was a good day, pour some Actavis
Today was a good day, I woke up with your b**h
Today was a good day, cross her off the list
Today was a good day, ain't have to spray the K
Today was a good day, I sold a brick of yay
Today was a good day, my brother beat his case
Today was a good day, day
[Post-Chorus: 21 Savage & ScHoolboy Q]
Murder with the .45, murder with the nine
Murdering that b**h, put that dick up in her spine
Murder with the .45, murder with the nine
Murdering that b**h, put that dick up in her spine (Uh, ooh)
[Verse 1: ScHoolboy Q]
I don't do love, I don't do hate, I don't do gullible (Gullible, yeah)
Dope in the pantry, serving up candy, watch looking colorful (Colorful, bling)
Got an extendo, it's a new thing, it got kick with it (Ayy, ayy)
Got a new drum, that pa-rum-pum, I can't miss with it, uh
I'm in the four door (Four door), driving it solo (Ayy, nyoom)
n***a, it's stolen, hope out and park 'em, n***a, then walk home (Brrap)
All of this gang talk, gang talk
Walk with me, red dot on your head turn green
Turn your Twitter fingers to a crime scene (Splat, splat, splat)
Street sweep sweep sweep (Whoop, whoop)
Wonder how I get the dope so cheap
Plug walk, get the bags off me (Whoop, whoop, whoop)
Two for ten going in all week
Twin Glocks don't pretend round me, uh (Brrt)
Hit the deck, going down 'round me ('Round me)
Couple shots have a 'round 'round me (Ayy, ayy)
One clip but it came twelve deep (Whoop, whoop, whoop)
[Chorus: 21 Savage]
Today was a good day, ain't have to spray the K
Today was a good day, pour some Actavis
Today was a good day, I woke up with your b**h
Today was a good day, cross her off the list
Today was a good day, ain't have to spray the K
Today was a good day, I sold a brick of yay
Today was a good day, my brother beat his case
Today was a good day, day
[Interlude: Lord Infamous]
n***as they die, many die, die, dead n***as
I pull the trig-, pull the trig-, pull the trigger
n***as they die, many die, die, dead n***as
I pull the trig-, pull the trig-, pull the trigger
[Verse 2: Project Pat]
Got the bull for 50 things, now he wanna k** me now
50 drums, air his mammy house, do he feel me now?
Left his kinfolk full of leaks, in the street we play for keeps
Closed casket I aimed for his head, shot him in his teeth
Mud n***a, hood n***a, op k**er, thot driller
Even Tennesse we got real hitters
Drug dealers, cop k**er, gang spitters, sauce drippers
p**y a** n***as, you need to bleed
Draco bury you like a seed
I know you n***as ain't liking me
Patta, all about that sack-uh
Ran up on me 45 blue Audis back-uh
Rack after rack-uh, you know I'm gone stack-uh
Treat this rap sh**, man, like I'm hustling crack-uh, Patta
[Chorus: 21 Savage]
Today was a good day, ain't have to spray the K
Today was a good day, pour some Actavis
Today was a good day, I woke up with your b**h
Today was a good day, cross her off the list
Today was a good day, ain't have to spray the K
Today was a good day, I sold a brick of yay
Today was a good day, my brother beat his case
Today was a good day, day