Hook Am Young Savage, why you trappin' so hard? Am Why these niggas cappin' so hard? Am Why you got a 12 car garage? Am Why you pullin' all these rappers cards? Am 'Cause these niggas pussy and I'm hard Am I turn that f*ckin' soft into some hard Am I grew up in the streets without no heart Am I'm prayin' to my Glock and my carbon Verse 1 Am I sit back and read like Cat in the Hat Am 21 Savage, the cat with the MAC Am 21 Savage not Boyz N The Hood But I pull up on you, shoot your ass in the back Am Stuart Little, heard these niggas some rats Pockets full of cheese, bitch I got racks Am I'm a real street nigga, bitch I am not one of these niggas bangin' on wax Am Pussy niggas love sneak dissin' 'Til I pull up on 'em, slap 'em out with the fire Am Wet your mama's house, wet your grandma's house Keep shootin' until somebody die Am So many shots the neighbor looked at the calendar Thought it was Fourth of July Am You was with your friends playin' Nintendo I was playin' 'round with that fire Am Seventh grade I got caught with a pistol, sent me to Panthersville Am Eighth grade started playin' football Then I was like f*ck the field Am Ninth grade I was knocking niggas out Nigga like Holyfield Am Fast forward nigga, 2016 And I'm screaming f*ck a deal Am Bad bitch with me, she so thick I don't even need a pill Am I listen to your raps, thought you was hard You ain't even street for real Am Niggas love sneak dissin' on Twitter They don't want beef for real Am And all these niggas play like they tough 'Til a nigga get k*lled Am 'Til a nigga get spilled, 'til your blood get spilled Am I'ma at your favorite rapper, shoot him like I'm John Dill' Am "I been with you since day one Savage I ain't even hatin'" Am So what's up with all that Instagram shit? "Savage I was just playin'" Am Y'all pussy niggas fakin' Bitch I hang around them Haitians Am Pull up on you, tie your kids up Pistol whip you while your bitch naked Am "Come on man, Savage you know I always play your mixtape" Am Yeah, nigga f*ck all that, ask your bitch how my dick tastes Hook Am Young Savage, why you trappin' so hard? Am Why these niggas cappin' so hard? Am Why you got a 12 car garage? Am Why you pullin' all these rappers cards? Am 'Cause these niggas pussy and I'm hard Am I turn that f*ckin' soft into some hard Am I grew up in the streets without no heart Am I'm prayin' to my Glock and my carbon Verse 2 Am So much dope that it broke the scale Am They say crack k*lls, nigga my crack sells Am My brother in the kitchen and he wrappin' a bale Am Louis V my bag and Louis V on my belt Am Chain swangin', diamonds blangin', hold up Am Pistol swangin', gang bangin', hold up Am Niggas actin' like groupies, they don't know us Am Little do they know their bitches f*ckin' on the tour bus Hook Am Young Savage, why you trappin' so hard? Am Why these niggas cappin' so hard? Am Why you got a 12 car garage? Am Why you pullin' all these rappers cards? Am 'Cause these niggas pussy and I'm hard Am I turn that f*ckin' soft into some hard Am I grew up in the streets without no heart Am I'm prayin' to my Glock and my carbon Outro Am So much dope that it broke the scale Am They say crack k*lls, nigga my crack sells Am My brother in the kitchen and he wrappin' a bale Am Louis V my bag and Louis V on my belt
