12pm.歌词
Young Savage, why you trappin' so hard?
Huh, why these nxggas cappin' so hard?
Why you got a twelve car garage?
Why you pullin' all these rappers cards?
'Cause these nxggas pxssy and I'm hard
I turn that fxcking soft into some hard
I grew up in the streets without no heart
I'm praying to my Glock and my card
I sit back and read like Cat in the Hat
Twenty-one Savage, the cat with the MAC
Twenty-one Savage not Boyz N The Hood
But I pull up on you, shoot your ass in the back
Stuart Little, heard these nxggas some rats
Pockets full of cheese, bxtch I got racks
I'm a real street nxgga bxtch
I am not one of these nxggas bangin' on wax
Pxssy nxggas love sneak dissing '
Til I pull up on 'em, slap 'em out with the fire
Wet your mama's house, wet your grandma's house
Keep shootin' until somebody die
So many shots the neighbor looked at the calendar
Thought it was Fourth of July
You was with your friends playing Nintendo
I was playin' 'round with that fire
Seventh grade I got caught with a pistol
Sent me to Pantherville
Eighth grade started playin' football
Then I was like fxck the field
Ninth grade I was knocking nxggas out, nxgga like Holyfield
Fast forward nxgga, twenty sixteen
And I'm screaming fxck a deal
Young Savage, why you trappin' so hard?
Huh, why these nxggas cappin' so hard?
Why you got a twelve car garage?
Why you pullin' all these rappers cards?
'Cause these nxggas pxssy and I'm hard
I turn that fxcking soft into some hard
I grew up in the streets without no heart
I'm praying to my Glock and my card
I sit back and read like Cat in the Hat
Twenty-one Savage, the cat with the MAC
Twenty-one Savage not Boyz N The Hood
But I pull up on you, shoot your ass in the back
Stuart Little, heard these nxggas some rats
Pockets full of cheese, bxtch I got racks
I'm a real street nxgga bxtch
I am not one of these nxggas bangin' on wax
*Original Song:No Heart - 21 Savage*
Huh, why these nxggas cappin' so hard?
Why you got a twelve car garage?
Why you pullin' all these rappers cards?
'Cause these nxggas pxssy and I'm hard
I turn that fxcking soft into some hard
I grew up in the streets without no heart
I'm praying to my Glock and my card
I sit back and read like Cat in the Hat
Twenty-one Savage, the cat with the MAC
Twenty-one Savage not Boyz N The Hood
But I pull up on you, shoot your ass in the back
Stuart Little, heard these nxggas some rats
Pockets full of cheese, bxtch I got racks
I'm a real street nxgga bxtch
I am not one of these nxggas bangin' on wax
Pxssy nxggas love sneak dissing '
Til I pull up on 'em, slap 'em out with the fire
Wet your mama's house, wet your grandma's house
Keep shootin' until somebody die
So many shots the neighbor looked at the calendar
Thought it was Fourth of July
You was with your friends playing Nintendo
I was playin' 'round with that fire
Seventh grade I got caught with a pistol
Sent me to Pantherville
Eighth grade started playin' football
Then I was like fxck the field
Ninth grade I was knocking nxggas out, nxgga like Holyfield
Fast forward nxgga, twenty sixteen
And I'm screaming fxck a deal
Young Savage, why you trappin' so hard?
Huh, why these nxggas cappin' so hard?
Why you got a twelve car garage?
Why you pullin' all these rappers cards?
'Cause these nxggas pxssy and I'm hard
I turn that fxcking soft into some hard
I grew up in the streets without no heart
I'm praying to my Glock and my card
I sit back and read like Cat in the Hat
Twenty-one Savage, the cat with the MAC
Twenty-one Savage not Boyz N The Hood
But I pull up on you, shoot your ass in the back
Stuart Little, heard these nxggas some rats
Pockets full of cheese, bxtch I got racks
I'm a real street nxgga bxtch
I am not one of these nxggas bangin' on wax
*Original Song:No Heart - 21 Savage*
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