Knife Talk Lyrics – Drake & 21 Savage | EngLyrics

Knife Talk Lyrics by Drake & 21 Savage ft. Project Pat From English Album Certified Lover Boy (2021), the lyrics written by Juicy J, Peter Lee Johnson, Metro Boomin, Project Pat, 21 Savage, Drake and produced by Peter Lee Johnson, Metro Boomin. The Music video has been Released on 3rd September, 2021.

Knife Talk Lyrics

[Intro: Project Pat & 21 Savage]
I gotta feed the streets
My pistol gone bleed the streets
Ski mask on my face
Sometimes you got to cheat
To stay ahead in this b!tch-ard (Gang)
Drank syrup like it’s liquor
Street life’ll have
You catching up to God quicker (Yeah! gang)
Sticker, AK-40 to your liver
Let the chopper bang on
You like a Blood or a Cripper (Gang)
Flipper, so much bread, I’m a gymnast
Made so much money off of dummies
Off of dummies (Yeah! gang)

[Verse 1: 21 Savage]
I’m mister body catcher
Slaughter Gang soul snatcher
Ain’t no regular F-150
This a fu*king Raptor
No capper, street n!gga, not a rapper
Chopper hit him
And he turned into a b00ty clapper
Smith & Wesson, I’m 4L Gang repping
We done baptized morе n!ggas
Than the damn reverеnd (Yeah!)
Kappa Alpha, me and my gang
We do all the stepping
Who you checking?
This FN shoot East to West End (Gang)

[Verse 2: Drake]
Yeah! I heard Papi outside
And he got the double-R droppy outside
Checked the weather
And it’s getting real oppy outside
I’ma drop this sh!t
And have these pussies dropping like
Some motherfu*king flies
Type of n!gga that can’t look me in the eyes
I despise, When I see you
Better put that fu*king pride to the side
Many times, plenty times, I survived
Beef is live, spoiler alert, this n!gga dies

[Verse 3: 21 Savage]
Keep bl!ckies
And you know the weed sticky
My finger itchy
The Gl0ck like to leave hickeys
Your shooters iffy
A street punk could never diss me
I come straight up out the 6
And we don’t spare sissies

[Verse 4: Drake]
I fu*k with her
And fu*k with her, and her
I hit up err
And tell him do the err, for sure
Voodoo curse
It got him while I flew to Turks
Know the dogs had to hit
Them where we knew it hurts

[Chorus: 21 Savage & Drake]
Gang sh!t, that’s all I’m on (Yeah!)
Gang sh!t, that’s all I’m on
N!gga, gang sh!t, that’s all I’m on
Gang sh!t, that’s all I’m on
N!gga, gang sh!t, that’s all I’m on
Gang sh!t, that’s all I’m on
N!gga, gang sh!t, that’s all I’m on
Gang sh!t, that’s all I’m on

[Verse 5: 21 Savage]
Let it bang, bang, let it bang, bang
‘Til his brains hang and his mama sang
And the pastor sang and them bullets sang
And them choppers sang and the choir sang

[Verse 6: Drake]
I’m on everything
Jacob charged me
Four-fifty for a tennis chain
US Open, had it on us at the tennis game
Tell the coach don’t take me out
I like to finish games
And my pen insane
And my men insane
There’s like eighty of us now
That’s the scary thing
Sh!t they doing on that
Other side embarrassing
We in Paris with it
Hundred carats with it
All this sh!t is for my son
‘Cause he is inheriting it

[Interlude: 21 Savage]
If Young Metro don’t
Trust you I’m gone shoot you
Gang! Metro!

[Chorus: 21 Savage]
Gang sh!t, that’s all I’m on
Gang sh!t, that’s all I’m on
N!gga, gang sh!t, that’s all I’m on
Gang sh!t, that’s all I’m on
N!gga, gang sh!t, that’s all I’m on
Gang sh!t, that’s all I’m on
N!gga, gang sh!t, that’s all I’m on
Gang sh!t, that’s all I’m on, yeah!

Knife Talk Lyrics