Lyrics:
probably seen her at a pageant
Fuck a nude on snap I'm tryna see you on my mattress
I just turned 21, I'm feeling kinda savage
Niggas want some smoke then we
want
But you and I know what's goin' on
Nigga, payback, Tah, I know your bitch ass from way back
Witnessed me strapped with MACs, you know I don't
(21)
I know the person you is (yeah)
That's why I still wanna be friends (on God)
If you wanna open up a new salon, I still help pay for the wigs
Al-ways have my gun and my G from 2-1
It's Cerritos but you don't hear me though 'cause you don't really know
About the you-know, I'm Cerritos, silly ho
bitch cockeyed (21, 21)
Talkin' out your neck, you get your T-shirt tie-dyed (on God)
I'm on Percocet's, I think I'm finna skydive (yeah)
You little
You get stung, the draco get to thumpin', aye
Spaulding, gun get to busting
He say he tough but we know that he bluffing
Dumping the mag in his face, we
lookin' for fame (pussy)
Ain't no secret, big 4L, them fuckboys know what I claim (pussy)
Richard Mille, cost a lot it show, but (21)
Four-five, make you
Lil' bitch suck it up (21)
All that Goddamn butt (21)
I'm 4L gang, you a mutt (21)
Y'all niggas soft, I'm tough (21)
My nigga know y'all later (yeah)
All
for the whole city man, everybody
Turn up
Put down the guns and pick up some money
(I'mma keep mines and keep the money
Yeah you know what I mean)
(I
out
Still running from all of the same shit
Still trying to hide under blankets
21 can't seem to figure this out
Maybe by 27, I'll see you all in heaven
I can't get caught with no guns, you ain't even got no case
Foenem touch your face
I keep Bloods, I keep Crips when I touch down, ayy
Man, I'm
rollin' witchu
You never got a person hit i spray the guns
Don't play the drums but know
How to work wit' sticks
Bitch you not a thug and you not
The plug
better know that's what's up
If its war we troop
Run up we shoot
Ey 21 gun salute yeah
Ey shorty can't be my boo
Yeah you cool but I can't get witchu nah
shooting and laughing
My ratchet blast on top of you bastards
Committing sins in Cincinnati
We'll drive by in all black caddy's
A 21 gun salute
Your
hospital
You gone shoot or get shot
Seen niggas get robbed by the cousin
Is you gone rob or get got
Big shout out to lil C
Taught me how to scrap out the pot
ever saw you through a screen
Emotionally different what it mean
I seen a lot of different things I'm keen
And I don't want you to feel bad about me
The serene queen (Come on baby
If you want it you can get it right now)
I don’t start fights but I’ll stop
'em all by my any means ha, ha, ha, ha, ha
Why you
want to scream
These days you're even hard to believe
I know how busy you must be, but Hey God...
Do you ever think about me
Born into the ghetto
[Repeat: x8]
What they really want
Get ya gun get ya gun did you kill them all
Fuck with (fall to your death death) the niggas with the guns
way[00:25.41](Scetti)[00:26.21]From where them guns get the clapping[00:28.42]Niggas is trapping tryna make it out rapping[00:31.17]Never know it can happen[00:32.88]Can't get caught
dangerous than than n****z with guns
They make the guns easy to get and try to keep n****z dumb
Target the gangs and graffiti with the Prop 21
I already
back, I won't hold you up
I can't fit all my pain in this styro' cup
Always talk to myself 'cause it's only us
Always deep in my mind, don't know who
equal plenty fun
I've been sipping like a savage before 21
If I call cuzzo he pop out with like 20 guns
He that type of nigga always down to lend u some
and a half
Before I left I stopped by to see my nigga 21 in the studio
He had two of his kids with him right in the studio, that's when I knew
You a stand
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