21 Lil Harold, 21 Savage - Ain’t On None (Lyrics)
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It’s been a day
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
[Chorus: 21 Lil Harold]
I keep two Glocks (Two Glocks), sorry, n*gga, I don’t shoot no ones (Pussy)
I got shoebox money (Bitch) and it fill up with them hunds (21)
Think I’m on some (On some) when I ridin’ ’round with these guns
N*ggas ain’t on none (On none), they just dissin’ in they songs (Yeah)
Cap-ass n*gga (Cap ass-n*gga), you doin’ all that dissin’, old rap ass-n*gga (Old rap ass-n*gga)
And we can fill you up with all these goddamn triggers (Bah, bah)
N*gga better check the score ’cause wе done dropped some (Yеah, 21, 21)
N*gga doin’ too much ridin’, they gon’ hop some (They gon’ hop some)
[Verse 1: 21 Lil Harold]
We the type of n*gga pull up where your show at (Where your show at)
You the type of n*gga turn into a doormat (Stomp, stomp)
[?] flip the car like a lowjack (Bah, bah)
You ain’t gon’ do shit, n*gga you talkin’ and you know that
All that loud bark talk get you dropped (Yeah, n*gga, 21)
Put my dick in her mouth, ’cause I’m a dawg (Yeah, n*gga, 21)
I done fucked her on the couch in her house (Yeah, n*gga, 21)
And my chain go, “Blaow“ (Yeah, n*gga, 21)
[Chorus: 21 Lil Harold]
I keep two Glocks (Two Glocks), sorry, n*gga, I don’t shoot no ones (Pussy)
I got shoebox money (Bitch) and it fill up with them hunds (21)
Think I’m on some (On some) when I ridin’ ’round with these guns
N*ggas ain’t on none (On none), they just dissin’ in they songs (Yeah)
Cap-ass n*gga (Cap ass-n*gga), you doin’ all that dissin’, old rap ass-n*gga (Old rap ass-n*gga)
And we can fill you up with all these goddamn triggers (Bah, bah)
N*gga better check the score ’cause we done dropped some (Yeah, 21, 21)
N*gga doin’ too much ridin’, they gon’ hop some (Hop some)
[Verse 2: 21 Savage]
We just hit they block with the broomstick (21)
All my opps Ben Simmons, they don’t shoot shit (Pussy)
Savage, Eazy-E, lil’ bitch, I’m ruthless (21, 21)
My opps Js, if we smoke ’em we’ll be toothless (On God)
Every time they bump into 4L n*ggas duck (21)
Take that bass out your voice, I shot him in the gut (Pussy)
We drive by and we walk up, anything to get him touched (21)
Shoot his house up, shoot his bike, shoot his truck (21)
At the roundtable we be schemin’ (Facts)
Caught him lackin’, he wanna be French, he leave in Niemans (21)
You try, you die, I don’t care if it’s the mornin’ or the evenin’ (Pussy)
Yellow-tape the crime scene, his momma keep on screamin’
[Chorus: 21 Lil Harold]
I keep two Glocks (Two Glocks), sorry, n*gga, I don’t shoot no ones (Pussy)
I got shoebox money (Bitch) and it fill up with them hunds (21)
Think I’m on some (On some) when I ridin’ ’round with these guns
N*ggas ain’t on none (On none), they just dissin’ in they songs (Yeah)
Cap-ass n*gga (Cap ass-n*gga), you doin’ all that dissin’, old rap ass-n*gga (Old rap ass-n*gga)
And we can fill you up with all these goddamn triggers (Bah, bah)
N*gga better check the score ’cause we done dropped some (Yeah, 21, 21)
N*gga doin’ too much ridin’, they gon’ hop some (They gon’ hop some)