Grr. I was in the club 'fore she even had it
She was twenty-one, I don't see a savage
She wanna be the one, she know I'm comin' static
She wanna hold the gun, if you want it, you can have it
Sanderlei Silveira ® - 2023-10-06T15:39-03:00 - BIZ X
Grr. I was in the club 'fore she even had it
She was twenty-one, I don't see a savage
She wanna be the one, she know I'm comin' static
She wanna hold the gun, if you want it, you can have it
Shawty still young, so she don't know the classics
I see her body, one-of-one, yeah
I see her body, one-of-one
Get to the crib, make you cum
Pussy sweet, call you my honeybun (Tss)
I know your nigga was a bum
Fuck on the crodie, have some fun
Girl, I'm the king of my city, I'm the one (Tss)
Swear you can really have me, you really one-of-one (Tss)
How you so nasty? You really one-of-one (Tss)
How you so flashy? You really one-of-one (Tss)
Out in Miami, you still a one-of-one (Tss)
I wanna beat on the pussy 'til the sun come up
You fucked on a nigga I see is my son, so what?
Yeah, I was in the club, but I was in the cut
Had liquor in my cup, had passion in my cup
And Addy in my system, see a opp, I'ma hit 'em up
Yeah, he gon' be a victim, I was tryna dance with the bitch
Couldn't keep my hands off her hips
Know she spent some bands on her fit
Know I told you that she really one-on-one
Cro', yeah, she advanced with the shit
And I got a chance with the bitch
Loverboy, romance with the bitch
Couldn't even put my mans on a bitch
Like, damn
[Chorus]
Callin', callin' for you
Callin' for you, callin' for you
Callin' for you
Need you to guide my eyes, feel it on me
Needin' you to hold me
Til the inevitable
It was on my mind, felt it on me
[Interlude]
Ah, he lied to me
Yo, he lied to me
Like I didn't give a fuck that we sat in economy
I gave a fuck 'cause he said the economy was full
It was not full
He said, "Economy was—"
He said, "There was no first class, so we're sitting in economy"
I get up on that plane
I see so many seats in first class
Twelve, fourteen seats
Bruh
I sat in the back of the plane
Fucking crazy
And then, I go on that wack-ass vacation
The chef is feeding us the same meal every day like I was in jail still or something
I'm like, "Why are we eating jerk chicken and oxtail every single day, can we switch it up?"
No, the oxtail was fire though, but can we switch it up?
I can't eat that shit every day, what?
And then you proceed to go through my phone
You wanted to cry
You were lookin' for something
That's on you, it's on you
Sorry for your loss
[Verse 2: 21 Savage]
Woah, woah
Fuck nigga wanna get fired on (21)
Starch a nigga up, put the iron on him (21)
Fah-fah-fah-fah-fah-fah-fah-fah
Fah-fah-fah-fah-fah-fah-fah-fah
Plenty niggas dyin' over that way (Yeah)
Quick to leave a opp in the ashtray (Pussy)
Keep a .19 like I'm Mac Dre (21)
Make a nigga mama have a bad day (21)
21 gang 4L, these niggas gon' tell
I ain't goin' back and forth on deals (On God)
I ain't goin' back and forth, send shells (On God)
I ain't goin' back and forth, nigga, spin (Fah)
Put a college bitch in a Benz (21)
Put her in the Benz, no note (21)
Hit 'em from the car, no scope (21)
We don't never tie, we score (On God)
She suck on my neck like she Dracula (Yeah)
Hit from the back, I might tackle her (Yeah)
Don't ask 'bout my opps 'cause we smackin' 'em (Yeah)
Fuck my opps, they haters (Pussy)
Fuck my opps, they hoes (Pussy)
The bitches that come around suck dick and don't pull they phone out, dem ones pros (On God)
Bitch, if you love me, then spoil me (21)
I treat the rap game like a toilet (On God)
All of my kids get left in her mouth, she say she don't believe in abortions (21)
Oh, you ain't got you a boyfriend? (21)
I see he be on his dork shit (21)
Nah, I ain't judgin', but they in the nosebleeds
You know I be on my court shit (Facts)
Grr. Jeg var i klubben, før hun endda havde det
Hun var enogtyve, jeg kan ikke se en vilde
Hun vil være den, hun ved, at jeg kommer statisk
Hun vil holde pistolen, hvis du vil have den, kan du få den
Shawty stadig ung, så hun kender ikke klassikerne
Jeg ser hendes krop, en-til-en, ja
Jeg ser hendes krop, en-til-en
Komme til krybben, få dig til at komme til
Pussy Sweet, Call You My Honeybun (TSS)
Jeg ved, at din nigga var en bum
Fuck på Crodie, have det sjovt
Pige, jeg er kongen af min by, jeg er den (TSS)
Sværger, at du virkelig kan have mig, du virkelig one-of-one (TSS)
Hvordan er du så grim? Du virkelig en-til-en (TSS)
Hvordan er du så prangende? Du virkelig en-til-en (TSS)
Ude i Miami er du stadig en en-til-en (TSS)
Jeg vil slå på fisse 'til solen komme op
Du kneppet på en nigga, jeg ser, er min søn, så hvad?
Ja, jeg var i klubben, men jeg var i klippet
Havde spiritus i min kop, havde lidenskab i min kop
Og addy i mit system, se en OPP, jeg hit dem op
Ja, han gon 'være et offer, jeg prøvede med tæve
Kunne ikke holde mine hænder væk fra hendes hofter
Ved, at hun tilbragte nogle bands på sin fit
Ved jeg fortalte dig, at hun virkelig en-til-en
Cro ', ja, hun gik videre med lortet
Og jeg fik en chance med tæven
Loverboy, romantik med tæve
Kunne ikke engang sætte mine mans på en tæve
Som, forbandet
[Kor]
Ringin ', ring til dig
Ring til dig, ring til dig
Ringin 'for dig
Har brug for at guide mine øjne, føle det på mig
Har brug for dig til at holde mig
Til det uundgåelige
Det var på mit sind, følte det på mig
[Interlude]
Ah, han løj for mig
Yo, han løj for mig
Som om jeg ikke gav et fuck, som vi sad i økonomien
Jeg gav en fanden, fordi han sagde, at økonomien var fuld
Det var ikke fuldt
Han sagde, "Økonomien var -"
Han sagde: "Der var ingen første klasse, så vi sidder i økonomi"
Jeg står op på det fly
Jeg ser så mange sæder i første klasse
Tolv, fjorten sæder
Bruh
Jeg sad på bagsiden af flyet
Skide skør
Og så går jeg på den wack-ass-ferie
Kokken fodrer os det samme måltid hver dag som jeg var i fængsel eller noget
Jeg er ligesom "Hvorfor spiser vi Jerk Chicken og Oxtail hver eneste dag, kan vi skifte den op?"
Nej, oxtail var dog ild, men kan vi skifte den op?
Jeg kan ikke spise det lort hver dag, hvad?
Og så fortsætter du med at gå gennem min telefon
Du ville græde
Du kiggede efter noget
Det er på dig, det er på dig
Undskyld for dit tab
[Vers 2: 21 Savage]
Woah, Woah
Fuck nigga vil blive fyret på (21)
Stivelse En nigga op, sæt jernet på ham (21)
Fah-fah-fah-fah-fah-fah-fah-fah
Fah-fah-fah-fah-fah-fah-fah-fah
Masser af niggas dyin 'over den måde (ja)
Hurtigt at forlade en OPP i askebægeret (fisse)
Hold en .19 som om jeg er Mac Dre (21)
Lav en nigga -mor har en dårlig dag (21)
21 Gang 4l, disse niggas gon 'fortæller
Jeg går ikke frem og tilbage på tilbud (på Gud)
Jeg går ikke frem og tilbage, sender skaller (på Gud)
Jeg går ikke frem og tilbage, nigga, spin (fah)
Sæt en college tæve i en Benz (21)
Sæt hende i Benz, ingen note (21)
Hit dem fra bilen, ingen omfang (21)
Vi binder aldrig, vi scorer (på Gud)
Hun suger på min hals som hun Dracula (ja)
Hit bagfra, jeg kan måske tackle hende (ja)
Spørg ikke 'om min opps', fordi vi smager 'em (ja)
Fuck mine opps, de hatere (fisse)
Fuck mine opps, de hoes (fisse)
Tæverne, der kommer rundt, sutter pik og trækker ikke de telefoner, dem for proffer (på Gud)
Tæve, hvis du elsker mig, skal du forkæle mig (21)
Jeg behandler rap -spillet som et toilet (på Gud)
Alle mine børn bliver tilbage i munden, hun siger, at hun ikke tror på aborter (21)
Åh, har du ikke en kæreste? (21)
Jeg ser, at han er på sin dork lort (21)
Nah, jeg er ikke dommer ', men de i næseblødning
Du ved, at jeg er på min domstol lort (fakta)