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21 Savage - No Advance lyrics

f** in my Rollie
f** in my Rollie
I'm a f** in my Rollie, 21
f** in my Rollie
f** in my Rollie
I'm a f** in my Rollie, 21
Bend the b**h over, I'm a bend the b**h over
f** on a sofa, f** on a sofa
I'm a f** her on the sofa

I smashed the stripper in the hotel with my chains on
I'm playin' with her kitty with my VVS rings on
Shawty savin' hoes, told that boy put his cape on
My partna down the road, I'm talkin' to him on Tango
I put that b**h in a Porsche
I bought that b**h a new Yorkie
I scrappin' the bowl with the fork
Scrappin' the bowl with the fork
I'm f**in' that b**h in my Vans
I pull up and shoot at your mans
You steal, I'm a cut off your hands
Independent, I don't need no advance

I'm in diamond district 'bout to buy a new watch
I'm f**in' on a model and we ridin' a yacht
They like "Savage, boy you came a long way from that pot"
I'm still a street n***a so I keep me a Glock
I made it off the block, b**h I beat the statistics
I told that b**h I got a b**h so don't you leave me with hickeys
b**h I'm on them Percs, got me twitchin' and itchin'
Drinkin' all this syrup, I'm bout to f** up my kidneys
Young Savage, I get high just like Bobby and Whitney
And plus I'm rich b**h, I ain't gon' need me no pension
I walk off in a room, I be feelin' the tension
I swear these n***as like hoes, all that whinin' and b**hin'

I smashed the stripper in the hotel with my chains on
I'm playin' with her kitty with my VVS rings on
Shawty savin' hoes, told that boy put his cape on
My partna down the road, I'm talkin' to him on Tango
I put that b**h in a Porsche
I bought that b**h a new Yorkie
I scrappin' the bowl with the fork
Scrappin' the bowl with the fork
I'm f**in' that b**h in my Vans
I pull up and shoot at your mans
You steal, I'm a cut off your hands
Independent, I don't need no advance
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I'm a count a lot of cash
Smoke a lot of gas
I'm a count a lot of racks
Walk around with straps
Walk around with Macs
I'm a walk around with Macs
All my n***as blood
All my n***as blat
All my n***as blat
All my n***as pull up on the scene in that motherf**er bloody, leave a p**y n***a whacked
21 Gang, Slaughter Gang, Murder Gang
PDE [?] your thing, n***as can't hang with the gang
You n***as can't walk round with chains
We snatchin' your chains
Snatchin' your stain
We snatchin' your main
f** on your main
She gon' f** on the gang
And kickin' her out
Put that dick all in her mouth
I just might f** on your spouse
I just might nut on her blouse
Diamonds on me water, whew
I'm a dog, b**h woof
I got golds on my tooth
24 on my tooth
f** her till that p**y loose
Bout my check n***a, swoosh
Scrapped up in the booth
Scrapped in the coupe
I'm scrapped up in the club
I can't show these n***as love
You a bum, you, you wearin' [?]
All my crips screamin' cause

I smashed the stripper in the hotel with my chains on
I'm playin' with her kitty with my VVS rings on
Shawty savin' hoes, told that boy put his cape on
My partna down the road, I'm talkin' to him on Tango
I put that b**h in a Porsche
I bought that b**h a new Yorkie
I scrappin' the bowl with the fork
Scrappin' the bowl with the fork
I'm f**in' that b**h in my Vans
I pull up and shoot at your mans
You steal, I'm a cut off your hands
Independent, I don't need no advance

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