née-nah (nightcore version|Explicit) - 21 Savage/Travis Scott/Metro Boomin

Lyrics by：Shéyaa Bin Abraham-Joseph/Jacques Webster/Leland Tyler Wayne/Douglas Ford

Composed by：Shéyaa Bin Abraham-Joseph/Jacques Webster/Leland Tyler Wayne/Douglas Ford

Produced by：Metro Boomin

I took a ballerina down to the ball dance

Met a couple ball players found a ball stance

Now we in the bathroom she found a ball face

Took some shots and balled out

Now how the stall taste

I can't even go inside

My old h*es might hear

I might need to hit the town

I need you right here right here

My beat

'Til she reached in the trunk and found a nina

Back I'm on

I told her baby that's nina simone

Ayy drivin' through the

Liquor store faded braided

Hands in this ************ wavin' hazy

80s like the 90s and 2000s

Tuh-tuh-tuh-tuh-tuh-tuh-tuh

Drivin' through this ************ wildin'

Ayy brady seven pack

They come in bunch

I been with the 'quad

On a high note gettin' c-notes

Different presentation

To this vibe you need a keynote

Presi' 'round this ************

I ain't sendin' vetos

Ain't no stoppin' **** or stoppin' licks

Them boys on G-O

Battin' out the 504 I saved her name as creole

Balance when I'm on a road I get the go and T-O

Dominatrix matrix when she do it like I'm neo

**** is off it's sockets they lock in

Mama said live up to my name but they jockin'

They gon' try go and take your face for the profit

They gon' lie they gon' slip and slide get beside ya

They gon' try we a hundred deep like verizon

In the trees with the bumble bees on horizon

Ain't catchin' Zs

I been in in the V on road to zion

Sell they souls hoppin'

In that mode that I ain't buyin'

He ain't slaughter gang

Then he ain't official yeah

When that chopper sing

You really think that they gon' miss you

I spent a half a million

Dollars on dismissals

It's gon' be a hearse

Not a verse if I diss you mhm

Got me ****** up nigga

Got me ****** up yeah

When I send it past the ceilin'

That **** stuck up

All that talkin' actin'

Tough get you roughed up 21

If your wifey at the spot

She gettin' bust up 21

Rich nigga got my strap from tommy hilfiger 21

Red white and blue American

I kill niggas p***y

Spray his block and then pull off

This a real dipple skrrt

Bottega pick my cotton

But I'm a field nigga on God

I be sittin' inside the house

'Cause I don't feel niggas **** 'em

**** with baby but my baby

Like to drill niggas babydrill

Claustrophobic I don't even

Like to chill with 'em 21

Guess I'm fake since everybody

Say they real niggas on God

Got a whoopin' but you still

Ain't learned your lesson huh p***y

Hard-headed you won't end up

On a stretcher huh p***y

Oh you usher now you givin'

Out confessions huh p***y

On the blogs like these h*es

Oh you messy huh p***y

Put a louis logo on my switch

I know virgil probably lookin' down like

D**n this nigga back on that **** 21

Back inside the club with my blick 21

Playin' freeze tag ****

I'm tryna see who it on God

Niggas say we opps when they

See me don't do **** on God

Only person believe that you

A killer is your ***** 21

Makin' diss songs this nigga

Died about a diss facts

If I see my opps while I'm in cuffs

Then I'ma spit p***y

Wanna kill the world about

Your ***** 'cause she on d**k 21

Thinkin' 'bout the h*es that

I'ma **** on while I piss 21

You ain't heard my music

Why you ballin' up your fists 21

Reverb on the chopper it go

Baow when it hit 21

He ain't slaughter gang

Then he ain't official yeah

When that chopper sing

You really think that they gon' miss you

I spent a half a million dollars on dismissals

It's gon' be a hearse

Not a verse if I diss you mhm

Got me ****** up nigga

Got me ****** up yeah

When I send it past the ceilin'

That **** stuck up

All that talkin'

Actin' tough get you roughed up 21

If your wifey at the spot

She gettin' bust up

My beat thought a off

Back I'm I own

They did down