outro Lyrics

Ayy, ha, yuh, ha

I might run up with a check

Everybody put your hands up cause the cops breathe down my neck

And I pull up in tank top, got me feeling like I'm Beck

21 Savage, run, Drake is coming for you next, ayy, yuh (Little Scxars on the beat)

Yuh, ha, I might run up with a check

Everybody put your hands up cause the cops breathe down my neck

And I pull up in tank top, got me feeling like I'm Beck

21 Savage, run, Drake is coming for you next, ayy, yuh

Ayy, huh, I might skip all my classes and then fail, uh

You say that you tough but you eat chips made of kale, uh

Sewer's uncle tried to call me up to make bail, uh

Imma get the bag but the bag move like a snail, uh

Am I good? I can't tell, uh

Someone call the doctor cause yo' girl lookin' pale, uh (Hello, Are- are you awake? Or something)

Yeah, I do not wan't yo' friend, uh

Give me 20 rocks and I'll sell It around ten, yuh

I do not know what you tryna' do, yuh

Gave my boy a dollar but he used it for food, uh, yuh (Bro, you were supposed to buy late night finds, what are you doing?)

Yeah, he used it for food, uh

Chennedy Carter, she look like a crood, uh

I might run up with a check

Everybody put your hands up cause the cops breathe down my neck

And I pull up in tank top, got me feeling like I'm Beck

21 Savage, run, Drake is coming for you next, ayy, yuh

Yuh, ha, I might run up with a check

Everybody put your hands up cause the cops breathe down my neck

And I pull up in tank top, got me feeling like I'm Beck

21 Savage, run, Drake is coming for you next, ayy, yuh

You have finished listening to late night finds

I hope you enjoyed the experience

Signing out