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Young Nudy

"Against Me"

[Intro: 21 Savage]
Kid Hazel on the beat
Straight up

[Verse 1: 21 Savage]
n*gga, don't you ever try and go against me (Straight up)
Hotbox four deep, leave you six deep (Straight up)
When I brush my teeth, dawg, I got a .223 (Straight up)
On my mama, on gang, b*tch, I’m on that (Straight up)
Get a n*gga flatlined like a doormat (Straight up)
Slaughter Gang Savage, I be where the hoes at (Straight up)
She with the sh*t so I passed her to the homie (Straight up)
You can't hang around me 'cause ya phony (Straight up)
Yeah, my neck Dairy Queen, it’s a Blizzard (On God)
Yeah, I f*cked your baby mama and her sister (On God)
Yeah, I let her top me off and you kissed her (On God)
Thot b*tch, you can't even hit the swisher (On God)
And I'm known for killin' sh*t like Hitler (Ya dig)
These rappers keep on bitin' me, I call 'em nibblers (Ya dig)
You gon' f*ck around and get hit with this four-nickel (On God)
Free my brother out the cell 'cause he ain’t got sickle (Straight up)
Bet this stick make a n*gga play music chairs (21)
Ten millimeter on me, I could kill a bear (21)
Bought a bear-skin condom, I can’t f*ck you bare (Ya dig)
Got a penthouse, lil' b*tch, I ain’t never there (Ya dig)
Break up with my b*tches on Christmas and in February (Straight up)
n*ggas be rappin' all that gangster sh*t, they really scared (Straight up)
My brother just came from down the road [?] still carry (On God)
I don't give a f*ck if I got a billion dollars, n*gga, you'll still get buried (Straight up)

[Chorus: 21 Savage & Young Nudy]
Don’t you ever try and go against me, b*tch boy
Don't you ever try and go against me, b*tch boy
Don't you ever try and go against me, bitty boy
Don't you ever try and go against me, yeah, yeah, yeah
Elementary, used to have a ten-speed (On God)
Turned 23 and bought a Bentley (On God, yeah)
Blood on my hands, got off forensics (21, 21)
Used to take n*ggas sh*t, never ben a thief (On God)

[Verse 2: Young Nudy & 21 Savage]
Yeah, so much money, make a b*tch go get some n*gga (21)
Yeah, never been a b*tch, I ain't no pus*y n*gga (Straight up)
Yeah, y'all n*ggas action, y'all some action figures (You dig, action)
Wanna play the game, you playin' with a real n*gga (21, yeah)
Real street n*gga (Yeah), real killer (Yeah), real drug dealer (Yeah)
Always pack a pistol, keep a pistol, I will pop you, n*gga (Straight up, bah, bah)
Body drop a n*gga, shoot your face off for you pus*y n*gga (Straight up)
Y'all n*gga hoes, tough talk, you some [?] n*ggas (On God)
Hahaha, hahaha (Yeah, b*tch)
Yeah, okay
Back to the street life, n*gga, where your at? Yeah (Yeah)
A rooster with a nightmare, that ho got that ho throat back (Yeah)
All this goddamn money, man, these hoes come back to back (On God)
Yeah, for them racks (Racks)
Young n*ggas been havin' stacks (Who that?)
Smashin' in a Demon and my partner in a 'Cat (Woo)
We don't do the [?] you know your b*tch can drive that (21)
Hahaha, ayy, man, this a whole bunch of gang sh*t

[Chorus: 21 Savage & Young Nudy]
Don't you ever try and go against me, b*tch boy (Yeah)
Don't you ever try and go against me, b*tch boy
Don't you ever try and go against me, bitty boy
Don't you ever try and go against me, yeah, yeah, yeah
Elementary, used to have a ten-speed (On God)
Turned 23 and bought a Bentley (On God)
Blood on my hands, got off forensics (21, 21)
Used to take n*ggas sh*t, never ben a thief (On God)

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