b*tch n*gga Please lyrics

[Intro]
(This is a Dolan Beats Production)
Yeah, n*gga
What's up with all that Twitter sh*t n*gga you was talking n*gga?
What you thought I was like the rest of these rap n*ggas n*gga?
Na n*gga we gon' catch you at the show, n*gga, and beat the sh*t outchea
21

[Chorus]
b*tch n*gga please (Yeah)
b*tch n*gga please (21)
b*tch n*gga please (21)
b*tch n*gga please (Yeah)
b*tch n*gga please (Yeah, yeah)
b*tch n*gga please
b*tch n*gga please
Got a hundred P's (21), in the trunk of my car
Got a hundred G's (21), in the trunk of my car
Got a hundred choppas (21), on the block, what you want
Got a hundred shooters, they'll give you want you want

[Verse 1]
Give you what you want
I'll give you what you want (21)
b*tch I got a choppa in my motherf*ckin' trunk (21)
Pop the trunk, pull it out, n*gga then I dump (Bah bah)
Pop the trunk, pull it out, n*gga better run
Aye I'm 21 savage b*tch I whip the work (I whip the work)
Aye 21 savage b*tch I whip the work (I wipe that work)
Aye I pull up on yo b*tch and then yo b*tch gone flirt (Yo b*tch gon’ flirt)
Aye I pull her panties down and hit her through her skirt (21, 21)
b*tch I just bought a new Corvette (Skrrt, skrrt)
Young savage I run through all them checks (Aye, them checks n*gga)
I like poppin' f*cking Percocets (Percocets b*tch)
She gone suck me up and give me sex (Gimme sex)
[Chorus]
b*tch n*gga please
b*tch n*gga please
b*tch n*gga please
b*tch n*gga please
b*tch n*gga please
b*tch n*gga please
b*tch n*gga please
Got a hundred P's (21), in the trunk of my car
Got a hundred G's (21), in the trunk of my car
Got a hundred choppas (21), on the block, what you want
Got a hundred shooters, they'll give ya want you want

[Verse 2]
I load up the choppa hoe (Hoe)
b*tch I'm robber hoe (A robber)
You just a rapper hoe (21)
Don't make me clap ya hoe (Skrt)
I scrape the sides of the bowl (Skrrt)
I scrape the sides a lil more (Skrrt)
I just might wipe ya nose (Wipe it)
Strip a n*gga out his clothes (b*tch)
b*tch I'm sticking to the code (Code)
Young savage won't fold (Won’t fold)
Hundreds on me won't fold (Fold)
20 thousand on gold (21)
Broke ass, rapping ass, pus*y ass, b*tch ass n*gga I'll slap ya (21)
Slaughter gang, Murda gang, 21 gang n*gga we'll clap ya, 21
[Bridge]
b*tch n*gga please
f*ck n*gga please
pus*y n*gga please
Hoe n*gga please
Scary n*gga please
f*ck n*gga please
b*tch n*gga please (21, 21)
Got a hundred P's, in the trunk, of yo car
I got a hundred choppas, dropped down on yo car
n*gga I'm young savage (21)
n*gga I'm young savage (21)

[Outro]
Yea you thought that I was flexing n*gga
I heard you got a show coming up n*gga. Slaughter gang in the building n*gga
We gon stomp yo ass out n*gga and take yo chain n*gga and put you on world start n*gga
21!