Knife Talk ft. 21 Savage & Project Pat Lyrics

Knife Talk ft. 21 Savage & Project Pat - Drake

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[Intro Project Pat & 21 Savage]

I gotta feed the streets, my pistol gon' bleed the streets

Ski mask on my face, sometimes you got to cheat

To stay ahead (Gang) in this bitchard, drank syrup-like its Liquor

Streetlife, I have you catching up to god quicker (Yeah, gang)

Sticker, Ak-40 to your liver

Let the choppa bang on your like a blood or criper (Gang)

Flipper, so much bread, I'm a gymnast

So much money off of dummies, off of dummies (Yeah, gang)

[Verse 1: 21 Savage]

I miss the, body catcher, slaughter gang soul snatcher

Ain't no regular F-150, this a fuckin' Raptor

No capper, street nigga not a rapper

Choppa hit him and he turned into a booty clapper

Smith & Wesson, I'm 4L gang reppin'

We done baptized more niggas than the damn Revеrend

Cap a Alpha, me and my gang, we do all thе steppin'

Who you checkin'? This FN shoot east to Westend (Gang)

[Verse 2: Drake]

Yeah, I heard Papi outside

And he got the double R, drop it outside

Check the weather and it's gettin' real oppie outside

I'm a drop this shit, and have these pussies droppin' like some motherfuckin' {?}

Type of niggas that can't look me in the eyes

I despise, when I see you better put that fuckin' pride to the side

Many time, plenty times, I survived

Beef is loud, spoiler alert, this nigga dies

[Verse 3: 21 Savage]

Keep blicky's, and you know the weed sticky

My finger itchy, the Glock like to leave hickey's

Yo' shooters iffy, A street punk could never diss me

I come straight up out the Six, and we don't spell Sixties

[Verse 4: Drake]

I fuck with her and fuck with her, and her

I hit up {?} and tell him do the {?}, for sure

Voodoo curse, it got him while I flew to Turks

Know the dogs had to hit them where we knew it hurts

[Chorus: 21 Savage and Drake]

Gang shit, that's all I'm on (Yeah)

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

[Verse 5: 21 Savage]

Let it bang bang, let it bang bang

Till his brains hang, and his momma sang

And the pastor sang, and them bullets sang

And them choppas sang, and the choir sang

[Verse 6:Drake]

I'm on everything, Jacob charged me a fifty for a tennis chain

You {?} had it on I sat the tennis game

Tell the coach "Don't take me out" I like to finish games

And my pendant sang, and my menace sang

There's like eighty of us now, that's the scary thing

Shit they doin' on that other side, embarrassing

We in Paris with it, hunnid karats with it

All this shit for my son, cause he inheritin' it

If Young Metro don't trust you I'm gon' shoot you

Metro

[Chorus: 21 Savage]

Gang shit, that's all I'm on (Yeah)

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

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