Paroles de la musique "Fuckin Niggaz Bitches" par 21 Savage

[Verse 1] I'm sippin' Act', I'm sippin' Act' This shit here worth more than cocaine Come get your ho, I got your ho She say she wanna hang with the gang I wanna Bentley I want a 'Rari Wanna buy my bitch a ring Yeah, I'm fresh up out the trap But, bitch, I'm dressed in Balmain You niggas know I rep that murder Terrorisin' Like Hussein And my niggas juggin', servin' Bouldercrest to Oakland Lane Trappin' hard, I'm trappin' hard My money taller than Jermaine Them young nigga ready to roll, yeah Give a fuck about your stain I hit your ho for 'bout a hour Took a shower then I changed And I gave her a few hundred 'Cause I didn't have no change I spent a twenty on a Rollie With no diamonds it was plain Now the Feds investigating But I'm stiffer than a Manne [Chorus] Fucking niggas bitches Fucking niggas bitches Fucking niggas bitches Fucking niggas bitches Fucking niggas bitches Fucking niggas bitches Fucking niggas bitches Fucking niggas bitches Fucking niggas bitches Fucking niggas bitches Fucking niggas bitches Fucking niggas bitches Fuckin' all these bitches Fuckin' all these bitches Fuckin' all these bitches Fuckin' all these bitches [Verse 2] Fuckin' niggas bitches, countin' all these digits I gave that ho a cross since she wanna act like a pigeon Bitch, I'm 21 Savage, all my cases get dismisses Ridin' with your baby mama, she gonna blow me like a whistle I pulled up on your bitch, she sucked my pickle for a nicke I still don't trust these bitches, so I hit her with my pistol You know Slaughter Gang with me, put some shots inside your temple Still that same young nigga, come through, bustin' like a pimple I'm pourin' syrup in my double cup, she asked to hit my cup Told that bitch she hit my double cup, she got to let me fuck, I don't give a fuck Still runnin' off with niggas bucks, jump out the cut With the .40 tucked, niggas better duck Hundred rounds from out that choppa, ambulance gonna pick him up Nigga, miss me with that rap shit, I'll still hit you up, that's on my momma I was robbin', I was takin', I was young, I swear to God, a 50 slab of Summer mid, that was my bond [Chorus] Fucking niggas bitches Fucking niggas bitches Fucking niggas bitches Fucking niggas bitches Fucking niggas bitches Fucking niggas bitches Fucking niggas bitches Fucking niggas bitches Fucking niggas bitches Fucking niggas bitches Fucking niggas bitches Fucking niggas bitches Fuckin' all these bitches Fuckin' all these bitches Fuckin' all these bitches Fuckin' all these bitches