متن و پخش آهنگ The Race - Remix از 21 Savage

متن کامل ترانه The Race - Remix با صدای 21 Savage

I'm lil' Tay-K, I don't think you want no action (21, 21) You want action, you get turned into past tense Your boys deep? Well, let's get to subtractin' Smith & Wesson made my .9 with sub-compaction Fuck a beat, I was tryna beat a case But I ain't beat that case, bitch I did the race (skrt, skrt) Beat it up, where I nut? Shorty face Eli blast crackin' 4s like a vase Pop a nigga then I go out my way (skrt) Do the dash then I go out the way Rob a nigga shoes, rob a nigga lace We tryna see a hunnit bands in our face Fuck a beat, I was tryna beat her face (21) Put it in your mouth, ugh how it taste? (lil' bitch) Back end nigga, that's a 100K (on god) Four shows, nigga I can buy a Wraith (skrt skrt) My street cred platinum, ain't nothin' fake (21) Pulled up to the Slut Walk with a K (bitch) You a internet gangster, I'm a ape (21) Young Savage, Zone 6, EA (on god) Hundred round drum hangin' off the drake (pew pew pew) Instagram Live got him killed broad day (on god) You can have the pussy, I want the face (21) I ain't tryna cuff you, I don't want no case Fuck a beat, I was tryna beat a case But I ain't beat that case, bitch I did the race (skrt, skrt) Beat it up, where I nut? Shorty face Eli blast crackin' 4s like a vase Pop a nigga then I go out my way Do the dash then I go out the way Rob a nigga shoes, rob a nigga lace We tryna see a hunnit bands in our face Pimp gon' be eatin' good noodles every day Bitch I'm drawin' doodles, Tay-K paint the way Choppa tear your dudies into fish fillet I woke up too moody, who gon' die today? Shoot a fuckboy in his motherfuckin' face We cookin' up, boy, you don't wanna go dat way Gotta go dat way, you get robbed for your rackades Gotta go dat way, boy you not gon' be happy I tote 50s, I'm a shooter like Young Pappy Bitch try to rob, we make her dance, Michael Jackson We was plottin', y'all was tryna get the pack in Get the pack in, you get robbed for a fraction Fuck a beat, I was tryna beat a case But I ain't beat that case, bitch I did the race (skrt, skrt) Beat it up, where I nut? Shorty face Eli blast crackin' 4s like a vase You want the drama? We got the drama For you and your folks, them (folks) Whole lotta guns, whole lotta chopper Whole lotta smoke for them (whole lotta smoke for them) Whole lotta mothafuckin' yellow tape You don't wanna smoke with them (you don't wanna smoke) That's about me, young nigga from the streets Straight up PDE (straight up) Shoot a mothafucka straight up in the face, closed case Nigga, ask 'bout me Nigga, I'm so gutta with it, I'm slimin' Young nigga, I get with it (I get with it) I'm with the shits, is you with the shits? Nigga I don't think you with the shits (I don't think you with the shits) Do you got that stick? 'Cause I tote that stick Nigga, that's some daily shit, yeah (daily shit) I'll pitaroll a nigga if I got to (pitaroll a nigga) Nigga don't make me pull this stick out, I might chop you (I might chop you) Nigga poppin' like some bitches Go across your head and nigga you ain't gon' need no stitches (you ain't gon' need stitches) Fuck a beat, I was tryna beat a case But I ain't beat that case, bitch I did the race (skrt, skrt) Beat it up, where I nut? Shorty face Eli blast crackin' 4s like a vase Pop a nigga then I go out my way (skrt) Do the dash then I go out the way Rob a nigga shoes, rob a nigga lace We tryna see a hunnit bands in our face