I got dope fiends and task force nights.

When you get more money, then you get more problems.

If this route don't work, then I'ma start bad robs.

It's a couple niggas up, but the streets still starving.

How the fuck is you a shooter?

You ain't hit no target.

Bitch, I'm 21, savage, and I do not argue.

Niggas always in they feelings, cause they soft like shawna.

But I'm screaming, fuck feelings, nigga, where's my condom?

Ain't no incidental, sticks inside them rentals.

Slide the dope back, shoot you out the sprinter.

I don't need a shooter, savage, he'll shoot you.

Smoking on a Cuban, but I still eat noodles.

VVS is wild, bitch, I bless you.

That Tekka bless you, wow, 21, pow.

I finessed him, how, how, it was easy, how.

He pulled up to the house, yeah, I ran off, made him pow.

A booty nice and fat, I put the team on that.

Put a beam on that, slaughter, gang was screaming, that, that.

I do magic tricks, turn one up, two cat in the hat.

You with that sneaky shit, you might get one put in your hat.

I got dope fiends in task force now.

When you get more money, then you get more problems.

If this route don't work, then I'm a star bad robber.

It's a couple niggas up, but the streets still starving.

How the fuck is you a shooter?

You ain't hit no target.

Bitch, I'm 21, savage, and I do not argue.

Niggas always in they feelings, cause they soft like Charm.

But I'm screaming, fuck feelings, nigga, where's my economy?

Turn one.

Turn one, turn one, turn one, turn one.

I had to let that motherfucker breathe, breathe, breathe.

When I up this motherfucker, leave, leave, leave.

If I up this motherfucker, I squeak, squeak, squeak.

If she at my spot, she on her knees, knees, knees.

Bitch, I like to count a lot of cheese, cheese, cheese.

And bitch, I like to smoke a lot of weed.

I had to pray for this, so don't play with this.

You might get sprayed by this.

Turn one.

I got dope fiends in task force now.

When you get more money, then you get more problems.

If this rap don't work, then I'm going to start back robbing.

It's a couple of niggas up, but the streets still starving.

How the fuck is you a shooter?

You ain't hit no targets.

Bitch, I'm 21, savage, and I do not argue.

Niggas always in they feelings, because they soft like charm.

But I'm screaming, fuck feelings, nigga,

where's my economy?