Money Convo Lyrics - 21 Savage

Peon ass niggas 

Levis and Adidas ass niggas 

High point having ass niggas 

I got a Glock and it don't jam, I blast niggas 

You a lovey dovey buy a ring nigga 

I'm the type to pass her to the team, nigga 

You went and bought that bitch Céline, nigga? 

Now she fuckin' me, I know you wanna kill her 

And I sold dope on my 10 toes 

We ain't fallin' out over freak hoes 

21 Savage still in savage mode 

I thought I told you I'm a savage on these hoes 

Maybach with the curtains up 

I'm with Nudy, he gon' burn you up 

Fake gangbangin', nigga turned into a snitch 

Went against that 21, I left him in a ditch 

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Pull up 

We like gas, we like gas, gas, gas 

Hol' up 

We like cash, we like cash, cash, cash 

Hol' up 

Wanna fuck me, I'm like yas, yas, yas 

Hol' up 

VVS' drippin', dance, dance, dance 

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Money conversations, money conversations, money convo 

Money conversations, money conversations, money convo 

Money conversations, money conversations, money convo 

Bitch I came straight from the bottom, nigga and I'm still humble 

Auto start my whip before I dip, I let that bitch rumble 

AK-47s, M16s, they gon' sting, bumble 

Got your main bitch with me bent over eatin' meat, gumbo 

Photos 

Money talk, yeah, nigga, cash talk, yeah, nigga 

Ridin' 'round with that yappa tryna duck the feds, nigga 

Oh you drinkin' green? Nope, only drink that red, nigga 

Only fuck the bad hoes, buy my cars with cash, ho 

Niggas know I blast off, pull up with the mask off 

Air it out like aerosol, I robbed Peter and Paul 

Bought a 488, finna act an asshole 

I've been gettin' so much money, they think I sold my damn soul 

You a fake gangsta, you ain't ever shot nobody 

I don't wanna hear them stories 'bout them fake bodies 

Young Savage send a hit like John Gotti 

Nigga get whacked, thinkin' they hard 'cause they on molly 

I'm the Saint Laurent Don, love to cash out 

You a dick jumpin' faggot, you a mascot 

You beat your bitch 'cause she walk 'round with her ass out 

They wanna rob me 'cause I walk 'round with that bag out 

Drinkin' syrup, lil' bitch, I'm finna pass out 

Never slippin', Glock 40 with a red dot 

Seven figure nigga, money all I talk about 

You ain't talkin' 'bout no money, what ya talkin' 'bout? 

Money conversations, money conversations, money convo 

Money conversations, money conversations, money convo 

Money conversations, money conversations, money convo 

Money conversations, money conversations, money convo 

Bitch I came straight from the bottom, nigga and I'm still humble 

Auto start my whip before I dip, I let that bitch rumble 

AK-47s, M16s, they gon' sting, bumble 

Got your main bitch with me bent over eatin' meat, gumbo 

Metro Boomin want some more, nigga