London on da Track
No Flag (Demo)
[Intro: 21 Savage]
Woah, Woah
N***as tryna clone me tryna make another me, aye
N***as tryna clone and tryna make another me
Woah, Woah
[Verse 1: 21 Savage]
N***as tryna clone and tryna make another me
My baby momma bitching, but she still be fucking me
You blowing up her phone and she steady sucking me
Woah, woah, you a sucker, sucker
I got her bent over, finna fuck her, fuck her
Them boys police them n***as undercover
Lil' bitch that pussy so dry you finna break the rubber
I done took a n***a life and I'll take another
[Chorus: 21 Savage & Pusha T]
Young n***a pull up gon' spaz
Young n***a got that bag
Young n***a run the jazz
N***a we ain't goin' out sad
Y'all n***as goin' out bad
Y'all n***as hang around feds
Y'all n***as make a n***a laugh
Y'all n***as make a n***a laugh
N***a we ain't throwing no flags
N***a we ain't throwing no flags
N***a we ain't throwing no flags
N***a we ain't throwing no flags
N***a we ain't throwing no flags
N***a we ain't throwing no flags
N***a we ain't throwing no flags
N***a we ain't throwing no flags (No, woah)
[Verse 2: Pusha T]
You worried about another n***a riches, ain't ya?
Y'all bitches still fuckin' snitches, ain't ya?
There's something 'bout your jewelry that tells me it's rented
That green car didn't come with that Rollie, now did it?
Dope boy gettin' that cash, my bitch ain't got a ass
Dropped ten bands and bag, 'bout two ten on dash
That's my horse and carriage, T-shirt came from Paris
Your diamonds embarrass, my diamonds the rarest
Saint Laurent just sent me shit for no reason (Ooh!)
Saint Laurent just sent me shit for four seasons (Ooh!)
I done fucked your bitch in every four seasons (Yuugh!)
I can drop my top in any four seasons (Err!)
Got a crash course in passports, and flying bitches through airports
In furry slippers, with her hair pulled, in black leggings, sippin' Red Bull
[Chorus: 21 Savage & Pusha T]
Young n***a pull up gon' spaz (Push)
Young n***a got that bag (Push)
Young n***a runnin' that jazz (Ooh!)
N***a we ain't goin' out sad (Yuugh!)
Y'all n***as goin' out bad
Y'all n***a hang around feds
Y'all n***as make a n***a laugh
Y'all n***as make a n***a laugh
N***a we ain't throwing no flags
N***a we ain't throwing no flags
N***a we ain't throwing no flags
N***a we ain't throwing no flags
N***a we ain't throwing no flags
N***a we ain't throwing no flags
N***a we ain't throwing no flags
N***a we ain't throwing no flags
[Open Verse]
[Chorus: 21 Savage]
Young n***a pull up gon' spaz'
Young n***a got that bag
Uh, yeah, yeah
Young n***a run the jazz
N***a we ain't goin' out sad
Y'all n***as goin' out bad
Who? bad, hahaha
Y'all n***a hang around feds
Y'all n***as make a n***a laugh
Y'all n***as make a n***a laugh
N***a we ain't throwing no flags
N***a we ain't throwing no flags
N***a we ain't throwing no flags
N***a we ain't throwing no flags
N***a we ain't throwing no flags
N***a we ain't throwing no flags
N***a we ain't throwing no flags
Bitch we ain't throwing no flags
Bitch we ain't throwing no flags
Bitch we ain't throwing no flags
Bitch we ain't throwing no flags