30 Clip lyrics

[Chorus: 21 Savage]
Pull up on you with a dirty clip (Blaow-blaow)
Better duck, I pull it off the hip (Off the hip)
If I pull it, I'ma let it rip (Let it rip)
Pull up on you with a dirty clip (Blaow-blaow)
Pull up on you with a dirty clip (Dirty clip)
Better duck, I pull it off the hip (Blaow-blaow)
If I pull it, I'ma let it rip (Yup, yup)
Pull up on you with a dirty clip (Blaow-blaow)

[Verse 1: Kafani]
I got that thirty thang, nine millimeter
I'm like a track star, bullets gonna f*ckin' meet ya
It's the ice king, price on your head (Head)
Ten Gs, funk with me, n*gga, have you dead (Dead)
I got young n*ggas, yeah, I keep 'em fed
Street cred, have you b*tch n*ggas f*ckin' dead
Did three years, ice king, f*ck the feds
Tell on me, f*ck around and meet the lead

[Chorus: 21 Savage]
Pull up on you with a dirty clip (Blaow-blaow)
Better duck, I pull it off the hip (Off the hip)
If I pull it, I'ma let it rip (Let it rip)
Pull up on you with a dirty clip (Blaow-blaow)
Pull up on you with a dirty clip (Dirty clip)
Better duck, I pull it off the hip (Blaow-blaow)
If I pull it, I'ma let it rip (Yup, yup)
Pull up on you with a dirty clip (Blaow-blaow)
[Verse 2: Keak da Sneak]
Steph Curry with the thirty, yeah, I shoot the sh*t
Kunta sh*t, get on you and boom-boom your sh*t
Earn it like I want it, ain't no stoppin' ever
It took the props to get the bag, a plot together
Our sh*t don't stop, have my son poppin'
Runnin' up on you, ooh-op, you done, opp
When the rabbit got the gun, that's when the fun stop
I'll grab the bag, run up on 'em and then bail on cops
Coppin' blow, I'm not stoppin' bro, off the clock
On that ass, money fast and my pockets slow
Heard you started sh*t, fully loaded, burners
Pull up with blood, you know what's up, how we rockin', cousin?

[Chorus: 21 Savage]
Pull up on you with a dirty clip (Blaow-blaow)
Better duck, I pull it off the hip (Off the hip)
If I pull it, I'ma let it rip (Let it rip)
Pull up on you with a dirty clip (Blaow-blaow)
Pull up on you with a dirty clip (Dirty clip)
Better duck, I pull it off the hip (Blaow-blaow)
If I pull it, I'ma let it rip (Yup, yup)
Pull up on you with a dirty clip (Blaow-blaow)

[Verse 3: Project Pat]
See the gold it go 'round my neck, gold on my teeth, worth thirty
Try to snatch mine, then in your ass goin' thirty
n*ggas act bad, spank they ass like a kid
Have your ass swoll up like a dirty pig
Pistol talkin' n*ggas out of money tryna keep my tummy full
Like the thirty round drum clip in my Tommy
Ghetto night, lose your life to the crackpipe
Pockets hurtin', fiendin' for a lick, like a dyke
In the crib, thirty models twerkin' ass, thirty bottles
I'm so gone off that Hen, black, I took thirty swallows
Thirty bands in my Balmain jeans, I'm ballin' everywhere
These Balmain jeans cost two Gs, I got thirty pair
[Chorus: 21 Savage]
Pull up on you with a dirty clip (Blaow-blaow)
Better duck, I pull it off the hip (Off the hip)
If I pull it, I'ma let it rip (Let it rip)
Pull up on you with a dirty clip (Blaow-blaow)
Pull up on you with a dirty clip (Dirty clip)
Better duck, I pull it off the hip (Blaow-blaow)
If I pull it, I'ma let it rip (Yup, yup)
Pull up on you with a dirty clip (Blaow-blaow)