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Ooh No, no, no No, no [Verse 1: 21 Savage] In peace (In peace), may you rest (May you rest) Never ever shoot below the neck (Never ever) You a rookie (You a rookie), I'm a vet (I'm a vet) That's why I got a Glock, you got a TEC (Got a TEC) Not checkers (Not checkers), this chess (Nigga chess) I flooded out my Patek with baguettes I curve Tiffany (Yeah), for Jess (For who?) Need to get myself together, I'm a mess (Straight up) In Bikini Bottom, I'm with Sandy (Sandy) Moesha keep on drinkin' all the brandy (Brandy) Keisha eat the molly like it's candy (Yah, yah) Bodyslam a nigga like I'm Randy (Yah, yah) Yeah, I'm a hot hitter (Straight up) I'm a guap getter (Straight up) Leave a thot bitter (Straight up) Get your block hit up Oh, you think you in a group? Get that shit split up (On God) Tryna suck me layin' down, I make that bitch sit up (Straight up) Yeah, hot box, dirty stick, case closed (Case closed) We grill beef,

[Intro: J. Cole] Yeah, yeah, yeah Oh, oh, woah Woah, woah Oh (You good, T-Minus?) Oh [Chorus: Travis Scott] Me-meet me at The London If you find time, we can run one Talk about some things we can't undo You just send the pin, I can find you 6'1", on the money, 9'2" You just say the word and I'll run through Two texts, no reply, that's when I knew I knew, I knew, yeah, I knew [Verse 1: J. Cole] Yeah, circumnavigate the globe as the cash grows (Grow) Get a nigga whacked like you get the grass mowed (Mowed) I'm talkin' slick when I'm with the Big Slime, nigga (Slime) Could hit your bitch, you could never hit mine, nigga (Mine) In my DM, they electric slide, nigga (Huh, slide) No catfishin', this is not a fish fry, nigga Never switch sides on my dog Catch a contact, hitch a ride, go to Mars Everybody sing How could you come up out your face And say I ain't the hardest nigga you done ever heard? I left a flock o

[Chorus: Travis Scott & Don Toliver] No, you can't say if I'm mad or not Smokin' hella weed, I'm on that alcohol And shawty lick me clean the way she suck me off I keep two hoes in my bed, I got 'em turning out What would you do if you heard I got it going on? I had to burn, I left skrt marks, I had to dip (I had to) Gotta watch for 12 'round my town, you might get killed (Better watch for 12) I'm out my mind, yeah, I'm high above the rim (I'm out my mind) You cop it live, boy, I got it all on film [Verse 1: Travis Scott] You gotta watch out where you rock 'cause shit get real Drink too real, I can't be fake, don't know the feel Gotta take a long drive up the hill Gang too wavy, move like Navy Seals I'm too wavy, think I need a Lyft Chicago baby, she just wanna drill The vibe's too wavy, it's too hard to kill Gotta watch out where you go 'cause shit get real [Interlude: Don To