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21 savages - big baller b lyrics

[intro: dj drama]
did you just suddenly grow a set of b*lls?
i’ve always had a set of b*lls, you’ve just never seen them
(gangsta grillz)

[verse 1: polo g & young thug]
i think about you on the road when i tear down the booth
girl, i can’t wait ’til i get home to f*ck the sh*t out of you
(metro boomin want some more, n*gga)

[chorus 1: 21 savage]
young savage, why you trappin’ so hard?
why these n*ggas cappin’ so hard?
why you got a 12 car garage?
why you pullin’ all these rappers’ cards?
’cause these n*ggas p*ssy and i’m hard
i turn that f*ckin’ soft into some hard
i grew up in the streets without no heart
i’m prayin’ to my glock and my carbon

[verse 2: 21 savage]
i sit back and read like cat in the hat
21 savage the cat with the mac
21 savage not boyz n the hood
but i pull up on you, shoot your ass in the back
stuart little, hеard these n*ggas some rats
pockеts full of cheese, b*tch, i got racks
i’m a real street n*gga, b*tch
i am not one of these n*ggas bangin’ on wax
p*ssy n*ggas love sneak dissin’
’til i pull up on ’em, slap ’em out with the fire
wet your mama’s house, wet your grandma’s house
keep shootin’ until somebody die
so many shots the neighbor looked at the calendar
thought it was fourth of july
you was with your friends playin’ nintendo
i was playin’ ’round with that fire
[chorus 2: tyler, the creator]
i f*cking hate you, but i love you
i’m bad at keeping my emotions bubbled
you’re good at being perfect
we’re good at being troubled, yeah

[verse 3: 21 savage]
seventh grade, i got caught with a pistol
sent me to panthersville
eighth grade, started playin’ football
then i was like f*ck the field
ninth grade, i was knocking n*ggas out
n*gga like holyfield
fast forward, n*gga, 2016
and i’m screamin’ f*ck a deal
bad b*tch with me, she so thick
i don’t even need a pill
i listened to your raps, thought you was hard
you ain’t even street for real
n*ggas love sneak dissin’ on twitter
they don’t want beef for real
and all these n*ggas play like they tough
’til a n*gga get k!lled
’til a n*gga get spilled, ’til your blood get spilled
i’ma at your favorite rapper, shoot him like i’m john dill’
“i been with you since day one
savage, i ain’t even hatin'”
so what’s up with all that instagram sh*t?
“savage, i was just playin'”
y’all p*ssy n*ggas fakin’
b*tch, i hang around them haitians
pull up on you, tie your kids up
pistol whip you while your b*tch naked
“come on, man, savage, you know i always play your mixtape”
yeah, n*gga, f*ck all that, ask your b*tch how my d*ck tastes

- big baller b lyrics

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