21 Savage - 4l Ft Young Nudy Lyrics

4L

[Intro]
Solid ni***, real street ni***
A hundred percent, a hundred and ten percent
Ain’t no cut on this shit, ni***
This shit blue magic, ni***, like Frank Lucas ni*** on god

[Verse 1: 21 Savage]
Four trap spots at the bottom of the hill (Straight up)
Tryna diss Savage, that’ll prolly get you killed (On god)
I get my shooter smoked, I think he finna spill (Swear)
The beans, I got X, dawg, 75 cents a pill (21)

Tez took a 15, finna come back on a pill (Free Tez)
Pop took 19 ‘fore he was 19, made me shed a tear (Free Pop)
Blew up on me own, no cosigns I was stiff (On God)
I swear I went like six times platinum ‘fore I signed my deal (Straight up)

We used to cut MAC 90s before they made them Dracs (On my mama)
I’m so Slaugher Gang, I’ma nut on her face (21)
Captain Save-A-Ho, you might get shot in your cape (On god)
Niggas drop a mixtape, then they tattoo they face (Lil’ pussy)

Niggas drop an album, then pretend to be gangsta (Lil’ bitch)
Imagine every hood, you gon’ make it up, ain’t you?
He done made up dead homies, man this ni*** a prankster
I got niggas down to roll, for our flock, they’ll shank you (On God)

Give me head in a brand new car (Yeah)
Hit her from the back, need Geico, (21)
She got fat ‘cause a ni*** made her stay in the house so I got the bitch lipo (Straight up)
Ridin’ ‘round town with a Glock, but if it’s a hit I’ma use my rifle (On God)
You can ask all the opps, niggas know 4L gang go psycho (I swear)

[Chorus: 21 Savage]
Cap-ass, rap-ass, bat her in her back ass
You know you ain’t built like that, play and get your ass smashed
All black ski mask, pull up on your street fast
Bodybag a ni*** ass, throw his body in the trash
I’m a young trap ass, strapped-ass, no time for the yap ass
Get a ni*** clapped ass, Zone 6, ride around with it in my lap ass
Leave your man’s brain in your motherfuckin’ lap ass ni***

[Interlude: Young Nudy]
Bow-bow-bow-bow-bow-bow-bow-bow
Brrr-bow-bow-bow-bow
I wanted to come in, know what I’m talkin’ about
‘Cause you talkin’ that shit
This that Zone 6 shit for y’all niggas
(Stop all that cap-ass shit)

[Verse 2: Young Nudy]
I’m a Zone 6-er Mr. Remixer
Mr. Fuck-Her-Then-I-Hit-Her-Pass-Her-To-My-Nigga
Only thing I smoke on is a big Swisher
And I don’t sip liquor, I sip lean, yes, sir
Pull up on the curb, hope I serve a ni*** bird (Serve a bird)

Who run the block? Slimeball, that’s the word (Slime)
Get a ni*** topped, off top, non-stop, on my block
I got shooters totin’ their Glock, it’s a 30 in his Glock (Yeah that 30)
Niggas ain’t rockin’ how we rockin’, we rock-solid (4L)

And I keep them blues in my pocket, ten thousand (Uh huh)
Five on your head, ni***, get your head chopped (Do that)
Ride through my hood and I got the top chopped (What?)

Off, when I ride off (What?)
Smoke gas, cough (Dude)
Bitch give me mouth (Uh huh)
Big dawg, boss (Big dawg)

Y’all know what it cost (You know)
Just to be a boss (Be a boss)
Well, you gotta wipe some niggas off
Yo gotta run off on the plug

Yo gotta shoot at some ni***
Let him know you don’t give no fucks
If he really ‘bout that life, then, ni***, show you ‘bout your business
Don’t be schemin’ on a hunnid, ni***, run up you a million

[Chorus: 21 Savage]
Cap-ass, rap-ass, bat her in her back ass
You know you ain’t built like that, play and get your ass smashed
All black ski mask, pull up on your street fast
Bodybag a ni*** ass, throw his body in the trash
I’m a young trap ass, strapped-ass, no time for the yap ass
Get a ni*** clapped ass, Zone 6, ride around with it in my lap ass
Leave your man’s brain in your motherfuckin’ lap ass ni*** (21, 21)

[Verse 3: 21 Savage]
I was little, now I’m bigger (Now I’m bigger)
I was broke, now I’m worth eight figures (Eight figures)
It’s either you against us or you with us (Lil’ bitch)
Malcolm might get killed in the middle (On God)

Mini-14, I was 17 first time I shot it
Nigga, I was on Glenfair (On my mama, dawg)
Went hollow, Collier Ridge to VC
Robbin’, landin’, all the way to Line Street, they don’t play fair (21, 21)

If you make your bed, you gon’ lay there (You gon’ lay there)
Made a hunnid on Austin off my cell, yeah (Off my cell, yeah)
It was a trap spot and I used to stay there (On God)
On my dead brother, I kept a K there (Straight up)

Tryna spend the night, you must be fuckin’ or somethin’ (Lil’ bitch)
I want you to suck me like you suckin’ your thumb (21)
Savage rich as f***, but I save money like a bum (On God)
Made it to the top, but I give back to the slum (Straight up)

[Chorus: 21 Savage]
Cap-ass, rap-ass, bat her in her back ass
You know you ain’t built like that, play and get your ass smashed
All black ski mask, pull up on your street fast
Bodybag a ni*** ass, throw his body in the trash
I’m a young trap ass, strapped-ass, no time for the yap ass
Get a ni*** clapped ass, Zone 6, ride around with it in my lap ass
Leave your man’s brain in your motherfuckin’ lap ass ni*** (21, 21)