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21 savage - money convo lyrics

peon -ss n-gg-s
levis and adidas -ss n-gg-s
high point having -ss n-gg-s

i got a glock and it don’t jam, i blast n-gg-s
you a lovey dovey buy a ring n-gg-
i’m the type to p-ss her to the team, n-gg-
you went and bought that b-tch céline, n-gg-?
now she f-ckin’ me, i know you wanna k!ll her
and i sold dope on my 10 toes
we ain’t fallin’ out over freak hoes
21 savage still in savage mode
i thought i told you i’m a savage on these hoes
maybach with the curtains up
i’m with nudy, he gon’ burn you up
fake g-ngb-ngin’, n-gg- turned into a snitch
went against that 21, i left him in a ditch

pull up
we like gas, we like gas, gas, gas
hol’ up
we like cash, we like cash, cash, cash
hol’ up
wanna f-ck me, i’m like yas, yas, yas
hol’ up
vvs’ drippin’, dance, dance, dance

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money conversations, money conversations, money convo
money conversations, money conversations, money convo
money conversations, money conversations, money convo

b-tch i came straight from the bottom, n-gg- and i’m still humble
auto start my whip before i dip, i let that b-tch rumble
ak-47s, m16s, they gon’ sting, b-mble
got your main b-tch with me bent over eatin’ meat, gumbo

money talk, yeah, n-gg-, cash talk, yeah, n-gg-
ridin’ ’round with that yappa tryna duck the feds, n-gg-
oh you drinkin’ green? nope, only drink that red, n-gg-
only f-ck the bad hoes, buy my cars with cash, ho
n-gg-s know i blast off, pull up with the mask off
air it out like aerosol, i robbed peter and paul
bought a 488, finna act an -sshole
i’ve been gettin’ so much money, they think i sold my d-mn soul
you a fake gangsta, you ain’t ever shot n-body
i don’t wanna hear them stories ’bout them fake bodies
young savage send a hit like john gotti
n-gg- get whacked, thinkin’ they hard ’cause they on molly
i’m the saint laurent don, love to cash out
you a d-ck jumpin’ f-ggot, you a mascot
you beat your b-tch ’cause she walk ’round with her -ss out
they wanna rob me ’cause i walk ’round with that bag out
drinkin’ syrup, lil’ b-tch, i’m finna p-ss out
never slippin’, glock 40 with a red dot
seven figure n-gg-, money all i talk about
you ain’t talkin’ ’bout no money, what ya talkin’ ’bout?

metro boomin want some more, n-gg-

- 21 savage lyrics

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