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knife talk og - banzg & 21 savage lyrics

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i gotta feed the streets
my pistol gon’ bleed the streets
ski mask on my face, sometimes you got to cheat
to stay ahead in this b*tch*ah
and drank syrup like it’s liquor
street life’ll have you catchin’ up to god quicker
stick a ak*40 to your liver
let the choppa bang on you like a blood or a cripper
flipper, so much bread, i’m a gymnast
made so much money off of dummies, a ventriloquist
or a puppeteer, diamonds in my ear
new foreign ride every year, i’m in foreign gear
plug show up with the pack, it’s gon’ disappear
stick shift hustle, i stay in fifth gear

[21 savage]
i’m mister body catcher, slaughter gang soul sn*tcher
ain’t no regular f*150, this a f*ckin’ raptor
no kappa, street n*gga, not a rapper
choppеr hit him and he turned into a booty clapper
smith & wеsson, i’m 4l gang reppin’
we done baptized more n*ggas than the d*mn reverend
kappa alpha, me and my gang, we do all the steppin’
who you checking? this ephin shoot east to west end

[chorus: 21 savage]
gang sh*t, that’s all i’m on
gang sh*t, that’s all i’m on
n*gga, gang sh*t, that’s all i’m on
gang sh*t, that’s all i’m on
n*gga, gang sh*t, that’s all i’m on
gang sh*t, that’s all i’m on
n*gga, gang sh*t, that’s all i’m on
gang sh*t, that’s all i’m on, n*gga
i bought a lambo’, i came from a montè carlo
sellin’ elbows, i did it right and went holo’
back in the seventies, i prolly woulda robbed paublo
have my comprade knock the meat out your taco
you sneak dissin’, you gon’ get some t**th missin’
you weak b*tches, we raw strip and k!ll snitches
your b*tch diggin’, she diggin’ all this d*mn drip and
i’m chef sinkin’, i pink slip, the ink different
we keep bl!ckies, and you know the weed sticky
my finger itchy, the glock like to leave hickeys
your shooters iffy, a street punk could never diss me
i come straight up out the six, and we don’t spare sissies
let them bullets fly, sang his ass a lullaby
we don’t rock*a*bye that baby, hit him in the eye
i done let some n*ggas slide because my show price high
it’s a couple of you n*ggas who were supposed to die

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