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sleepo - ain’t no 21 ain’t no 22 lyrics

[intro]

ain’t no 21 yeah (bang, bang bang)
ain’t no 22 yeah (bang, bang bang)
(repeats twice)

[hook]

ain’t no 21 b-tch ain’t no 22 (x3)(bang)
kicking in your door and gun down your whole crew (bang)
ain’t no 21 bish ain’t no 22 (x3)(bang)
walk up in your crib and shoot down your whole crew (bang)

[verse 1]

ain’t no 21 b-tch, this ain’t no 22
f-ck 23 savage b-tch, ion f-ck with you
p-ssy -ss rappers bout to make me lose my cool
what’s the point of flashing guns if you ain’t finna shoot (hold up wait)
b-tch i don’t play with no games, call me 2k cause i’m balling (hold up wait)
b-tches be all on my celly, i swear these hoes stay calling (hold up wait)
all of my n-gg-s be wilding, swear i don’t f-ck with n-body (hold up wait)
i just want her beside me, swear to god that be my rider (hold up wait)
most of these n-gg-s wanna be me
i see it all in they eyes cause they envy
most stoners smoke green like luwigi
swear these n-gg-s can’t see me like stevie
f-ck a convo that’s wack (that’s wack)
if you ain’t talking bout racks (bout racks)
all of my n-gg-s count stacks (count stacks)
bust a pack and gone run it back (ahh)
i’ma go hard for my gang (gang)
these n-gg-s stay dissing my name (my name)
f-ck you and the click that you claim (yeah)
38 when it hit you go bang
omg finna run it up
my b-tch tripping over stupid stuff
att-tude on don’t give a f-ck
send your address and we pulling up
we pulling (echo)

[hook]

[verse 2]

shout out to my migo watch how he break down a brick
flexing on the gram so i ran off with his sh-t
and you never checked me p-ssy n-gg- yu a b-tch
why your bae keep calling me i swear she want the d-ck (hold up wait)
trapped out in the foreign in a public house
told my b-tches take the card and gone max it out
galleria downtown i’m tryna buy it out
mane i came from having nothing i’m like f-ck the cost
see i got it out the mud struggled through the drought
all my n-gg-s love the streets i’m tryna make it out
-alexandria im from my city grew up in the south
if yin talking bout them checks, what we talking bout
official mg is my gang (my gang)
these n-gg-s so square they so lame (so lame)
i swear dey be cuff’n hoes (they cuff)
your b-tch be giving me brain (yeah)
when we hit the city we bouta f-ck it up
snakes in the gr-ss so i keep it cut
my brother faded steady throwing up
official money gang running up
running up (echo)

[hook]

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