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[Intro: Quavo, 21 Savage]
21, 21
Man, no killing
Woo
Elevation, wild life
Elevation, wild life
21, let's go

[Chorus: Quavo]
Got too much dope in my hand
I bet I don't know what to do with it (do with it)
Then I talk to my dawgs
I'm in the jungle like I'm Dr. Doolittle
Whatchu gon' do in the trap (do)
Whatchu gon' do in the trap (do)
Whatchu gon' do (huh)
Hop out the bed and I go hit up the block (go)
I got way too much dope, I got dope on my shoe

[Verse: 21 Savage]
All I ever wanted was some motherfucking paper
Ten burger bar, trap house through the cages
Choppers everywhere, we don't watch no cable
Since I got rubber bands, started shitting on my haters (shit)
21 Savage, I do count money (21, 21)
Walk up on a n***a, drain him with the tommy
Pulled up on the light, like a motherfucking zombie
Young n***a thirteen, and he already catching bodies
Twelve years old when I first hit the trap
Aunt, put me on fifty slap on my lap
Whatchu gon' do, turn yourself into crack
Whatchu gon' do, turn this zip into a stack
N***as tried to run, hit his ass with the mack
Whole bunch of killas and they screaming out, "Blah" (21)
The bitch stole crystals, I just stole a n***a's stack
21 Gang, we'll show you how to trap
[Chorus: Quavo]
Got too much dope in my hand
I bet I don't know what to do with it (do with it)
Then I talk to my dawgs
I'm in the jungle like I'm Dr. Doolittle
Whatchu gon' do in the trap (do)
Whatchu gon' do in the trap (do)
Whatchu gon' do (huh)
Hop out the bed and I go hit up the block (go)
I got way too much dope, I got dope on my shoe