Mad Stalkers lyrics

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[Intro: 21 Savage]
21, 21, 21 21 21
I'm from out the gutter, middle finger, Zone 6
Turned sixteen and I got my first stick (MAC-90)
f*ck the other side, catch a body, sendin' hits (21)
You call that sh*t extended clip, we call that b*tch a di*k (21)

[Chorus: 21 Savage & Offset]
b*tch, I'm mad ballin', all my diamonds mad flawless
We got mad choppers, all my n*ggas mad cautious
I got mad di*k, turnin' these hoes into mad stalkers (21)
I got mad di*k, turnin' these hoes into mad stalkers (Woo, woo, woo, woo, Offset)

[Verse 1: Offset]
Mad Max with me, I'm Biggs (Mad Max)
Run through the Draco, we got cigs (Cigs)
Bustin' all on your b*tch face (Ugh)
Make the b*tch play with my kids (Hey)
Steak and shrimp, shot him in the ribs (Steak)
Baby bottles, ain't no bibs (Lean)
Twenty models all gon' kneel (Twenty models)
Breathin' with this water like gills (Water)
I done got a Lowe boat on the low note (Shh)
And I got an eighty-pointer that'll choke throats (Ugh)
Sipping on hi-tech, Four Lokos (Lean)
Wrist brr, fur coat way to go ho
Don't pass out, pop an Addy (Addy)
Won't smoke n*ggas in the attic (Smoke)
Rackades, the bankroll in the mattress (Racks)
I got, drip sauce like relish (Drip sauce)
Diamonds slippin', drippin', I'm a problem (Hey)
Heated my flow with the marble (Marble)
Stand on the stove, cook it all up (Cook it up)
Trap on the North with the Gualas (Migos)
I made so many millions, could have bought a helicopter
Do the surgery on the coupe like a doctor (Skrrt)
Heard that n*gga poppin'? Call the goblins (Brr)
Gang, gang, n*gga, f*ck the opposite (Gang)
[Pre-Chorus: 21 Savage]
b*tch, I'm mad ballin', all my diamonds mad flawless (21)
We got mad choppers, all my n*ggas mad cautious
b*tch, I'm mad ballin', all my diamonds mad flawless (21)
We got mad choppers, all my n*ggas mad cautious

[Chorus: 21 Savage]
b*tch, I'm mad ballin', all my diamonds mad flawless (21)
We got mad choppers, all my n*ggas mad cautious (b*tch)
I got mad di*k, turnin' these hoes into mad stalkers
I got mad di*k, turnin' these hoes into mad stalkers (21)

[Verse 2: 21 Savage]
Hold on, let me kick my sh*t (Yeah)
Audemar drownin' my wrist (Yeah)
Put a double G on my kids (Yeah)
Put a double G on your b*tch (Yeah)
I'll probably leave you before I leave the lean
Lil' b*tch, don't play with my sip (On God)
I ain't even f*ckin' round with no stylist
I got too much drip (On God)
You know you too much, b*tch (On God)
You got too much hips (Yeah)
When she suck me off, she got too much lips (21)
4L gang, got a whole lot of choppers, lil' n*gga
We'll shoot the sh*t (We'll shoot the sh*t)
Ran up a whole lot of M's, lil' n*gga
I'm tryin' not to lose this sh*t (Facts)
Rims staggered, bad b*tch, I'ma bag her
On my face, it's a dagger, private flights, I'm a jetlagger
b*tch, you ain't got no standards, where's your manners?
Hundred choppers, roll the window down, MC Hammer
[Pre-Chorus: 21 Savage & Offset]
b*tch, I'm mad ballin', all my diamonds mad flawless (Hey)
We got mad choppers, all my n*ggas mad cautious (Brr)
b*tch, I'm mad ballin', all my diamonds mad flawless (Mad)
We got mad choppers, all my n*ggas mad cautious (Woo, woo, woo)

[Chorus: 21 Savage & Offset]
b*tch, I'm mad ballin', all my diamonds mad flawless (Hey)
We got mad choppers, all my n*ggas mad cautious (Brr, brr)
I got mad di*k, turnin' these hoes into mad stalkers (Woo, woo)
I got mad di*k, turnin' these hoes into mad stalkers (21)

[Outro: Future]
If young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you
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