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[Outro: Arthur Kar]
Nah, I'm on, it's midnight, I don't care
Nothing's happening on a Wednesday, I don't care, I'm on
I'm looking for the smoke
This guy sitting front row, man, poof, who needs that?
Let me put my window down, I need fresh air
We don't want that, we want bars
The reason why we listen to 21 and The Boy
That's what we do in Paris, we don't do Fashion Week
Fashion Week, it's for the last decade, it's not for us
It's about the lights, the lights that we put on in the city
The lights of the Eiffel Tower
I'm in charge of it, I'm the one who's putting it on every day
And you try to flex next, next to me on the red light with your ugly, whatever, flexing, most expensive car, V12
I drive a four-cylinder, I come from nothing, but I'm doing something and you cannot catch my drive
As fast as you try to go, you will never catch me, man
There is only one way, and this way I'm driving, nobody can do it
I'm Birdman, that's who I am
In Paris
Brrt, brrt

[Intro: 21 Savage]
Yeah, woah, woah, woah

[Verse 1: 21 Savage & Drake]
I had to cut some niggas off, they didn't mean me no good
I come from the ghetto, so my trunk is in my hood
She wouldn't wear no panties 'round me even if she could
Gave out plenty spankings 'til they got it understood
Fuck the nosebleeds, baby, come sit on this wood
If you know it's tension, don't come 'round me like it's good
I got street smarts and you can't get this out no book
I can't right my wrongs, but I can still write these hooks
Oh, time to get exposed
You ain't been from 'round here, nigga, come get off your show
Savage said you pussy and he hit it on the nose
But that board is opеn, why you actin' like it's closed?
I don't know
Y'all be goin' in and out rеcessions
The same way that I be goin' in and out of Texas
Or in and out my sessions, or in and out her best friends
Or in and out these courtrooms, my lawyer like, "Objection"
Yeah, woah, woah
All my bitches Spanish, bodiqua
Water on my neck, these diamonds came with coral reefer
She from overseas, I had to buy her a new visa
Met your wife in Vegas, but I hit her in Ibiza
She a supermodel, so she only eatin' Caesar
Used to date a rapper, but he acted like a diva
Niggas hustlin' backwards, out here ballin' with the reup
Popped an Adderall, I feel like I can lift a tree up
Seen too many cameras, so I never lift my ski up (Yeah)
I jump on your song and make you sound like you the feature
I jump on your song and make a label think they need ya, for real (Yeah)

[Chorus: 21 Savage & Drake]
On that bullshit (Okay), on that bullshit (Okay)
On that bullshit (Okay), on that bullshit (Okay)
On that bullshit (Okay), on that bullshit (Okay)
On that bullshit, we on all the bullshit (Okay)
On that bullshit (Okay), on that bullshit (Okay, okay)
On that bullshit (Okay), on that bullshit (Yeah)
On that bullshit (Okay), on that bullshit (Okay)
All the bullshit

[Verse 2: Drake]
Damn, maybe I should do a twenty, maybe I should break that twenty, do a ten
Maybe I should break that ten, do a five, then if it gets live, do a five again
If he held his tongue on that live, he'd be alive again, damn
My uncle's sister know she raised a real one, ill one
It's been thirty minutes, I don't feel nothin'
Oh shit, wait a minute, think I'm startin' to feel somethin'
Where you get this motherfuckin' pill from?
Heard they got some sanctions on my name
Heard they plottin' on my name, heard they bankin' on my name
I got Lita in this bitch and he might spank it on a lane
I'm just— what? In the cut, throwin' Franklins on her frame
I'm a— ayy, I'm a gentleman, I'm generous
I blow a half a million on you hoes, I'm a feminist
I never put no prices on no beef until we end this shit
I pay a half a million for his soul, he my nemesis
[Chorus: 21 Savage & Drake]
On that bullshit (Okay), on that bullshit (Okay)
On that bullshit (Okay), on that bullshit (Okay)
On that bullshit (Okay), on that bullshit (Okay)
On that bullshit, we on all the bullshit (Okay)
On that bullshit (Okay), on that bullshit (Okay, okay)
On that bullshit (Okay), on that bullshit (Yeah)
On that bullshit (Okay), on that bullshit (Okay)
All the bullshit

[Intro]
Uh
Yeah
Big Za

[Chorus]
I'm a gettin'-money-ass nigga
And I ain't chasin' shit unless it's money and liquor
Naw, I ain't no referee, but she know I'm official
She got both asscheeks bouncin', that's double dribble
That ass perfect, baby
I love the way you bend it over and twerk it, baby
You know you doin' that shit on purpose, baby
That pussy wetter than some water, let me surf it, baby

[Verse]
He don't like me, but his bitch love me
Got kicked out the house at fourteen, I was still thuggin'
She ate that dick so much, her knee ugly
He know I fucked the bitch, he seen me and be mean muggin'
Uh, that shit don't mean nothin'
You play with me and you know how my team comin'
Ayy, that ass sit up better than two bunkbeds
Oh, she thick, thick, she eat her cornbread
Yeah, yeah, that shit there homemade
She get on her knees and make that ass go both ways
She mix Patrón with the OJ
She mix Amiri with the Dolce
If he can't buy you Dior, then he pi-or
Or maybe you just a basic bitch
Keep a—, nigga play, spray the bitch
I'm so clean, look at me, take a pic
I got bands in my pants, I'm so lit
I'm pullin' up foreign truck, five percent
That ass natural, I gotta have it, look how it sit
Get on your ass, she gon' crash 'bout that dick
She talkin' to me like she like me or somethin'
Bae, bend that ass over like you hikin' or somethin'
She wanna fuck me and her friend like she dykin' or somethin'
Oh, just do it to me, baby, like this Nike or somethin'
She talkin' to me like she like me or somethin'
Bae, bend that ass over like you hikin' or somethin'
She wanna fuck me and her friend like she dykin' or somethin'
Oh, just do it to me, baby, like this Nike or somethin'
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[Chorus]
I'm a gettin'-money-ass nigga
And I ain't chasin' shit unless it's money and liquor
Naw, I ain't no referee, but she know I'm official
She got both asscheeks bouncin', that's double dribble
That ass perfect, baby
I love the way you bend it over and twerk it, baby
You know you doin' that shit on purpose, baby
That pussy wetter than some water, let me surf it, baby

[Interlude]
That ass perfect, baby
That shit perfect, baby
Oh, I love the way you twerk it, baby
That shit perfect, baby
Slow motion, baby
Wanna see you bust it open, baby
That ass perfect, baby
That shit perfect, baby

[Chorus]
I'm a gettin'-money-ass nigga
And I ain't chasin' shit unless it's money and liquor
Naw, I ain't no referee, but she know I'm official
She got both asscheeks bouncin', that's double dribble
That ass perfect, baby
I love the way you bend it over and twerk it, baby
You know you doin' that shit on purpose, baby
That pussy wetter than some water, let me surf it, baby

[Intro]
(Known to let that MAC fly just like my nigga Doe, baow)
It's Sexyy

[Chorus]
Boy, my name Sexyy Red, you know what to do
And I see you lookin', bae, I'm tryna leave with you
Tattoos on his body and his vibe seem cool
I'm lookin' for an eater, baby, I'ma tell the truth
Jump all in this coochie like you jumpin' off the roof
Fuckin' like a dog, man, I damn near broke a tooth
Freaky-ass bitch, I'll fuck you in the booth
Kissin' on my neck, get my coochie wetter too

[Verse 1]
Knock it out the frame, baby, beat my screws loose
I'ma do my shit, I won't leave his balls blue (Nope)
Me and him can't wait, the nigga cracked me out my shoes
Damn, his ass a dog, wanna go for round two (Sheesh)
Lеt me twist your hair, daddy, sit between my legs (Comе here)
Smokin' on this blunt while this eater give me head
If you do your shit, then I'ma make sure that you fed
But when we get into it, I be pullin' on his dreads
Yeah, I like it rough, let's turn up and break some beds
Sexy outfit 'cause that's just the way I play it
Smell real good 'cause I'm grown and I don't play that (No)
Me and him so cool like I known him from way back
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[Chorus]
Boy, my name Sexyy Red, you know what to do (Yeah)
And I see you lookin', bae, I'm tryna leave with you (Uh)
Tattoos on his body and his vibe seem cool
I'm lookin' for an eater, baby, I'ma tell the truth (Okay)
Jump all in this coochie like you jumpin' off the roof (Uh)
Fuckin' like a dog, man, I damn near broke a tooth (Damn)
Freaky-ass bitch, I'll fuck you in the booth
Kissin' on my neck, get my coochie wetter too (Yeah)

[Verse 2]
When he in the coochie, he say I'm his favorite lady
Fuck me like you love me, I might have all of your babies
If I really like you, then I'll start acting crazy
I'm cummin' down his leg and it's warm like some gravy (It's Sexyy)
You know what I'm 'bout and I ain't lookin' for no rookies (No)
Where you wanna put it? In my ass or my— (Uh)
If we locked in, then you get that ushy-gushy (Uh, uh, uh, uh, yeah)
After we do our shit, smoke a blunt and bake some cookies

[Chorus]
Boy, my name Sexyy Red, you know what to do
And I see you lookin', bae, I'm tryna leave with you
Tattoos on his body and his vibe seem cool
I'm lookin' for an eater, baby, I'ma tell the truth
Jump all in this coochie like you jumpin' off the roof
Fuckin' like a dog, man, I damn near broke a tooth
Freaky-ass bitch, I'll fuck you in the booth
Kissin' on my neck, get my coochie wetter too