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People are funny Aye, Krizz Oh my God Aye, Krizz On me I take a big ol' asset, gladly pass it Give 'em a run 'fore it, done for the casket Who keep the score anymore, I got a basket It's about some of y'all, I ain't taking off your mask yet 'Cause I'm just tryna kick it Show me where to put it at, I'm just tryna stick it Let me pull my hoodie back I just wanna see what I can see I mean, be what I can be Everything calm way before the song Nina hit the phone, knew that it was on Pull up in the truck Holler out what's up out the window We ain't balling, but pretend though Everything calm way before the song Nina hit my phone, knew that it was on Pull up in the truck Holler out what's up out the window We ain't balling, but pretend though (On me) Feeling like what, what, what, what This nigga cut my head off like a guillotine Gotta wake it up, what, what, what, what Y'all ain't feeling me Y'all be killing me Feeling like what, what, what, what This nigga cut my head off like a guillotine Gotta wake it up, what, what, what, what What, what Y'all be killing me Just tryna drop racks on my birthday Aye, it ain't even my birthday Going 21 Sav on my birthday Aye, it ain't even my birthday Just tryna get a lot of air on my birthday Aye, it ain't even my birthday I'm going 21 Sav on my birthday Aye, it ain't even my birthday (On me) Oh yeah Everywhere I go, folks stare So rare Like my 21st birthday, player Better not have no curfew Party hard and hurt you Especially if we off Patron and purple Give you dope flows, make you get out your clothes Middle finger those foes If your thing is close, bro (Flip the bird) Tech Nina just came from a bar-io Best single, hit main, like Sicario Rest, bring me no games, Super Mario Blessed, leader on strange, impresario Tech Nina just came from a bar-io Best single, hit main, like Sicario Rest, bring me no games, Super Mario Blessed, leader on strange, impresario Feeling like what, what, what, what This nigga cut my head off like a guillotine Gotta wake it up, what, what, what, what Y'all ain't feeling me Y'all be killing me Feeling like what, what, what, what This nigga cut my head off like a guillotine Gotta wake it up, what, what, what, what What, what Y'all be killing me Just tryna drop racks on my birthday Aye, and it ain't even my birthday Going 21 Sav on my birthday Aye, it ain't even my birthday Just tryna get a lot of air on my birthday Aye, it ain't even my birthday I'm going 21 Sav on my birthday Aye, it ain't even my birthday (On me)