Merkules
Sidhu Moose Wala
Robbie G & Flacko Finesse & BanzG & Flacko Finess3ty
Flackosauceskii & Flacko Finesse
BanzG
BanzG & Project Pat
BanzG
BanzG
BanzG
Chanel West Coast
BanzG & BanzG
I gotta feed the streets
My pistol gon' bleed the streets
Ski mask on my face, sometimes you got to cheat
To stay ahead in this bitch-ah
And drank syrup like it's liquor
Street life'll have you catchin' up to God quicker
Stick a AK-40 to your liver
Let the choppa bang on you like a Blood or a Cripper
Flipper, so much bread, I'm a gymnast
Made so much money off of dummies, a ventriloquist
Or a puppeteer, diamonds in my ear
New foreign ride every year, I'm in foreign gear
Plug show up with the pack, it's gon' disappear
Stick shift hustle, I stay in fifth gear
[21 Savage]
I'm mister body catcher, Slaughter Gang soul snatcher
Ain't no regular F-150, this a fuckin' Raptor
No kappa, street nigga, not a rapper
Chopper hit him and he turned into a booty clapper
Smith & Wesson, I'm 4L Gang reppin'
We done baptized more niggas than the damn reverend
Kappa Alpha, me and my gang, we do all the steppin'
Who you checking? This Ephin shoot East to West end
[Chorus: 21 Savage]
Gang shit, that's all I'm on
Gang shit, that's all I'm on
Nigga, gang shit, that's all I'm on
Gang shit, that's all I'm on
Nigga, gang shit, that's all I'm on
Gang shit, that's all I'm on
Nigga, gang shit, that's all I'm on
Gang shit, that's all I'm on, nigga
I bought a Lambo', I came from a Montè Carlo
Sellin' elbows, I did it right and went holo'
Back in the seventies, I prolly woulda robbed Paublo
Have my comprade knock the meat out your taco
You sneak dissin', you gon' get some teeth missin'
You weak bitches, we raw strip and kill snitches
Your bitch diggin', she diggin' all this damn drip and
I'm chef sinkin', I pink slip, the ink different
We keep blickies, and you know the weed sticky
My finger itchy, the Glock like to leave hickeys
Your shooters iffy, a street punk could never diss me
I come straight up out the six, and we don't spare sissies
Let them bullets fly, sang his ass a lullaby
We don't rock-a-bye that baby, hit him in the eye
I done let some niggas slide because my show price high
It's a couple of you niggas who were supposed to die
Knife Talk OG was written by 21 Savage & Project Pat.
Knife Talk OG was produced by Metro Boomin.