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AK with the scope, nigga and it's real dirty (21)
It don't got Glock on the bottom, it ain't no real thirty (facts)
Dranking all this Ac, and it got my vision real blurry (21)
My uncle just turned 49 and he still serving (on God)
Got a bitch hooked on dick (21)
Put a shoe string on my tech (Yeah)
I ain't never been no bitch (21)
And I stand up when I piss (on God)
VVS's all on my wrist,lil' nigga
White stones just to match my chain (my chain)
Bought a AP rose gold, AP yellow gold, nigga
And I bought one plain (yeah, facts)

Go against the gang and it cost him (cost him)
Made a diss song and I offed him (I offed him)
I take niggas off, I don't take losses (on god)
Bitch I pop my collar like the bosses (21, 21)
Nigga, pop your collar like the bosses (bosses)
Nigga, flip your dollars like the bosses (bosses)
Runoff on your partner like the bosses (21, 21)
And I'm sending hits like the bosses (on God nigga)
Savage keep that Glock on him, yeah (yeah)
Savage think 'bout dropping M's, yeah (yeah)
Nigga talking 'bout robbing him, well (well)
Them .223's gon' make his face swell (21, 21, yeah)

AK with the scope, nigga and it's real dirty (21)
It don't got Glock on the bottom, it ain't a real thirty
Dranking all this Ac, and it got my vision blurry (21)
My uncle just turned 49 and he still serving
Got a bitch hooked on dick (21)
Put a shoe spring on my tick (yeah)
I ain't never been no bitch (21)
And I stand up when I piss
VVS's all on my wrist, my nigga
White stones just to match my chain (my chain)
Bought a AP rose gold, AP yellow gold, nigga
And I bought one plain

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I got a lot of codeine habits (lean)
I was robbin' at the store when I ain't have it (give it up)
Shed a pen on the stick, it's automatic (brr)
Rich bitch, and yeah my bitch got a Patek
Reaching for my chain, cut his hand off when I order
Skeleton, fifty-nine, eighty cost a quarter, borders
I got Mexicans to transport it (plugs)
Couple hundred thousand stashed in the dirt soil
Still in the kitchen, known for cooking up Pollo
Fifty-five years old asking for a photo (here, ugh)
Diamonds on the throat, I'm a GOAT (ugh)
Margiela coat in the snow ho, ho
Pop the Adderall like a Tylenol
PLaying with the racks, volleyball, mansion haunted house (racks)
Bitch I'm from the North and I've did it all (north)
I was 'bout to knock him out but I put it off
Stones in my mouth, call me 24
All these wedding bands on like I got twenty wives
I'ma fuck around and let the semi ride (hey)
I'ma chop the block up like a samurai (hey)
Nigga you done told about a hundred lies
Nigga cappin' you ain't never did no homicide
'Bout that dancing, see me flashing like the paparazz' (pah pah)
And we deeper than the fucking Nazis

AK with the scope, nigga and it's real dirty (21)
It don't got Glock on the bottom, nigga it ain't no real thirty
Dranking all this Ac, and it got my vision real blurry (21)
My uncle just turned 49 and he still serving
Got a bitch hooked on dick (21)
Put a shoe spring on my tech (yeah)
I ain't never been no bitch (21)
And I stand up when I piss
VVS's all on my wrist, my nigga
White stones just to match my chain (my chain)
Bought a AP rose gold, AP yellow gold, nigga
And I bought one plain

I serve raw clean (yeah)
I drink raw lean (yeah)
I got raw clean (yeah)
Make your nose lean (yeah)
I serve raw clean (yeah)
I drink raw lean (yeah)
I got raw clean (yeah)
Make your nose lean (yeah)
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Songwriters: Dallas Wilson, Josh Melton, Matt Alderman, Mitchell Tenpenny
Still Serving lyrics © Anthem Entertainment, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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