Video Money Combo de 21 Savage 2024 Cristiana Lyrics

21 Savage - Money Combo Lyrics

Money Combo

[Verse 1]
Peon ass niggas
Levis and Adidas ass niggas
Hi-Point having ass niggas
I got a Glock and it don't jam, I blast niggas
You a lovey dovey buy a ring ni***
I'm the type to pass her to the team, ni***
You went and bought that bitch Céline, ni***?
Now she fuckin' me, I know you wanna kill 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 gangbangin', ni*** turned into a snitch
Went against that 21, I left him in a ditch

[Pre-Chorus]
Pull up
We like gas, we like gas, gas, gas
Hol' up
We like cash, we like cash, cash, cash
Hol' up
Wanna f*** me, I'm like yas, yas, yas
Hol' up
VVS' drippin', dance, dance, dance

[Chorus]
Money conversations, money conversations, money convo
Money conversations, money conversations, money convo
Money conversations, money conversations, money convo
Money conversations, money conversations, money convo

[Post-Chorus]
Bitch I came straight from the bottom, ni*** and I'm still humble
Auto start my whip before I dip, I let that bitch rumble
AK-47s, M16s, they gon' sting, bumble
Got your main bitch with me bent over eatin' meat, gumbo

[Verse 2]
Money talk, yeah, ni***, cash talk, yeah, ni***
Ridin' 'round with that yappa tryna duck the feds, ni***
Oh you drinkin' green? Nope, only drink that red, ni***
Only f*** the bad hoes, buy my cars with cash, ho
Niggas 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 asshole
I've been gettin' so much money, they think I sold my damn soul
You a fake gangsta, you ain't ever shot nobody
I don't wanna hear them stories 'bout them fake bodies
Young Savage send a hit like John Gotti
Nigga get whacked, thinkin' they hard 'cause they on molly
I'm the Saint Laurent Don, love to cash out
You a dick jumpin' faggot, you a mascot
You beat your bitch 'cause she walk 'round with her ass out
They wanna rob me 'cause I walk 'round with that bag out
Drinkin' syrup, lil' bitch, I'm finna pass out
Never slippin', Glock 40 with a red dot
Seven figure ni***, money all I talk about
You ain't talkin' 'bout no money, what ya talkin' 'bout?

[Chorus]
Money conversations, money conversations, money convo
Money conversations, money conversations, money convo
Money conversations, money conversations, money convo
Money conversations, money conversations, money convo

[Post-Chorus]
Bitch I came straight from the bottom, ni*** and I'm still humble
Auto start my whip before I dip, I let that bitch rumble
AK-47s, M16s, they gon' sting, bumble
Got your main bitch with me bent over eatin' meat, gumbo

Metro Boomin want some more, nigga