Now (feat. 21 Savage)

Lyrics

Yea, Thugger, 21
 Let's get it
 Hold on, hold on, hold on
 Used to be dead down (broke), hop out the jet now (the jet)
 We don't play radio, Funkmaster Flex, now (flex)
 I just got a new foreign
 About to go park the 'Vette now (facts)
 And I got the dawgs with me (woo)
 yeah, better call the vet now (hey)
 I want some inside head now (head)
 About to call my bitch now (head)
 I got a Harley Davidson now (skrra),
 About to pin a T-Rex down (yeah, yeah)
 I do the whip, no eggs now (woah),
 I got chips and VICs now (woah)
 About to Liu Kang kick it now (woo)
 About to chop it with machete now, now, now
 Real bitch, talk on my kids (woah)
 Baby, put your tongue on my dick (woah)
 I put ice on my kids (woah)
 I put red in my drink (woah)
 Act' got here with my medicine (woah)
 Nigga pop, drip, we wet (woah)
 Man I got some ice on my ankle (woah)
 Fuck around, gon' 'head, slit it (woah)
 It was heavy smoke in my chest (woah)
 Might jeopardize my checks (woah)
 I'm 'bout to pop another X (woah)
 Then I'ma fuck on my ex (woah)
 And I'm gon' pour my syrup (woah)
 Not my Act', just red (woah)
 And I hit him on the dick (woah)
 Think he 'bout to keep my check (woah)
 Green diamonds, on me like piss
 I just got a new Kel-Tec
 And it don't come with no kick
 And I came up from nothin'
 Louis Vuitton my neck
 High end clothes on deck
 Let 'em all read my text
 Used to be dead down (broke), hop out the jet now (the jet)
 We don't play radio, Funkmaster Flex, now (flex)
 I just got a new foreign
 About to go park the 'Vette now (facts)
 And I got the dawgs with me (woo)
 yeah, better call the vet now (hey)
 I want some inside head now (head)
 About to call my bitch now (head)
 I got a Harley Davidson now (skrra),
 About to pin a T-Rex down (yeah, yeah)
 I do the whip, no eggs now (woah),
 I got chips and VICs now (woah)
 About to Liu Kang kick it now (woo)
 About to chop it with machete now, now, now
 Yeah, Saint Laurent Don, yeah (21)
 Got a lot of blue money, yeah, yeah
 I cut my thumb, yeah, yeah
 Bums chasin' crumbs, yeah, yeah
 Gucci jacket, ah yeah, yeah
 Fuck her on the mattress, ah yeah, yeah
 Got a draco in traffic, ah yeah
 I just left Magic, throwin' ones out the plastic, yeah, yeah
 I'm with Slime in that Maybach and we laughin' (21, 21)
 These rappers jumpin' dick to dick and we laughin' (on God)
 Come and get your baby mama, this bitch a maggot (21, 21)
 Half a ticket, worth a jewelry in my carry-on baggage (yeah)
 Thinkin' 'bout pullin' Savage's card, you must be on acid (yeah)
 Cheap ass shots got her feelin' like plastic (21)
 My earrings cost more than a nigga life savin' (cash)
 Fuck a weddin' ring, I gave her a mouth full of babies
 Used to be dead down (broke), hop out the jet now (the jet)
 We don't play radio, Funkmaster Flex, now (flex)
 I just got a new foreign
 About to go park the 'Vette now (facts)
 And I got the dawgs with me (woo)
 yeah, better call the vet now (hey)
 I want some inside head now (head)
 About to call my bitch now (head)
 I got a Harley Davidson now (skrra),
 About to pin a T-Rex down (yeah, yeah)
 I do the whip, no eggs now (woah),
 I got chips and VICs now (woah)
 About to Liu Kang kick it now (woo)
 About to chop it with machete now, now, now
 

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Song Details

Duration
03:26
Key
6
Tempo
130 BPM

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