Chords for 21 Savage - Who Run It Freestyle (Official Audio)

_ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _ Straight _ up, _ _ _ _ [Gm] _
[F#m] _ _ _ _ _ _ 21
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_ 223, diamond back with the drum nigga
Straight up, chop a light to crush a lot, big pun [F#] nigga
Straight up, I been taking [F#m] money ever since I was young nigga
Straight up, sneak dissing niggas, cutting [F#] out your tongue nigga
Real street nigga, I ain't doing no capping nigga, I ain't told no lies
I don't give a fuck if I got a hundred million, I'm keeping my profile _
Walking up on you nigga, point blank range when you doing no drive by
I'm still right here with a hollow nigga and I got my Glock out
Cheeky, tryna watch Netflix bitch, I'm pulling my cock out
[A] Hit her with that dick and I left that bitch cock out
[F#]
All these VVS's I made your bitch cock out
[A] Talking out your neck, you get your t-shirt [F#m] tied out
I'm on Percocet, I think I'm finna skydive
You little pussy cat, you must think you got nine lives
I'm so sick of all this food and shit, you niggas on thin ice
That stick gon' cut you half, try not eating nigga on the Swiss side
I ain't really with that talking shit little nigga, I'm walking up
That dirty like a tree little nigga, watch where you barking up
We got way too many shots, y'all little niggas ain't dodge enough
We can't even challenge y'all cause y'all little niggas ain't charged enough
Quarter million dollar for a walkthrough, get a up more respect when I walk through
I love the way you suck that [F#] dick little bitch, don't forget who taught you
Way too much can't stop [F#m] you, boogie man nigga I'll hunt you
All these bullets rhyming nigga, I ain't got time to punch you
[F#]
Hit em with the 3-2, [F#m] all y'all niggas see through
Brought that yacht, seafood, had to hit a lick at Kiku
Little bitch I don't need you, hell nah I can't eat you
Let the whole gang G you, [F#m] then I left that bitch at Gigi
You must be scared of something, nigga let's bet the spread of something
That's your main bitch but I bet that little bitch spread of something
[D]
I got all these blues like I ain't banging red or something
I bought all these [B] cars like I ain't [F#] got no legs or something
Fuck the other side, pull up in your hood, twist you
[A] That's money, murder, two guns, nigga big [F#] deal
Every time I hit that bitch she come back like a frisbee
[A] I ain't got time to play with nobody kids, [C] go watch Disney
[F#m]
Skin made of concrete nigga, you can never beat me
My brother down the road with a touchscreen and a Fifi
[F#]
Count the light gang, leave a nigga on the TV
Bitch, crack gang, [F#m] y'all can't even afford to die
[F#]
Bitch I'm way too [F#m] real, I can't even afford to lie _
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