Featuring: Pusha T 21 Savage

Producer: London on da Track K RICH Hector Chaparro Roark Bailey Boobie

[Intro: 21 Savage]
Woah, Woah
Niggas tryna clone me tryna make another me, aye
Niggas tryna clone and tryna make another me
Woah, Woah

[Verse 1: 21 Savage]
Niggas tryna clone and tryna make another me
My baby momma bitching, but she still be fucking me
You blowing up her phone and she steady sucking me
Woah, woah, you a sucker, sucker
I got her bent over, finna fuck her, fuck her
Them boys police them niggas undercover
Lil' bitch that pussy so dry you finna break the rubber
I done took a nigga life and I'll take another

[Chorus: 21 Savage & Pusha T]
Young nigga pull up gon' spaz
Young nigga got that bag
Young nigga run the jazz
Nigga we ain't goin' out sad
Y'all niggas goin' out bad
Y'all niggas hang around feds
Y'all niggas make a nigga laugh
Y'all niggas make a nigga laugh
Nigga we ain't throwing no flags
Nigga we ain't throwing no flags
Nigga we ain't throwing no flags
Nigga we ain't throwing no flags
Nigga we ain't throwing no flags
Nigga we ain't throwing no flags
Nigga we ain't throwing no flags
Nigga we ain't throwing no flags (No, woah)

[Verse 2: Pusha T]
You worried about another nigga riches, ain't ya?
Y'all bitches still fuckin' snitches, ain't ya?
There's something 'bout your jewelry that tells me it's rented
That green car didn't come with that Rollie, now did it?
Dope boy gettin' that cash, my bitch ain't got a ass
Dropped ten bands and bag, 'bout two ten on dash
That's my horse and carriage, T-shirt came from Paris
Your diamonds embarrass, my diamonds the rarest
Saint Laurent just sent me shit for no reason (Ooh!)
Saint Laurent just sent me shit for four seasons (Ooh!)
I done fucked your bitch in every four seasons (Yuugh!)
I can drop my top in any four seasons (Err!)
Got a crash course in passports, and flying bitches through airports
In furry slippers, with her hair pulled, in black leggings, sippin' Red Bull

[Chorus: 21 Savage & Pusha T]
Young nigga pull up gon' spaz (Push)
Young nigga got that bag (Push)
Young nigga runnin' that jazz (Ooh!)
Nigga we ain't goin' out sad (Yuugh!)
Y'all niggas goin' out bad
Y'all nigga hang around feds
Y'all niggas make a nigga laugh
Y'all niggas make a nigga laugh
Nigga we ain't throwing no flags
Nigga we ain't throwing no flags
Nigga we ain't throwing no flags
Nigga we ain't throwing no flags
Nigga we ain't throwing no flags
Nigga we ain't throwing no flags
Nigga we ain't throwing no flags
Nigga we ain't throwing no flags

[Open Verse]

[Chorus: 21 Savage]
Young nigga pull up gon' spaz'
Young nigga got that bag
Uh, yeah, yeah
Young nigga run the jazz
Nigga we ain't goin' out sad
Y'all niggas goin' out bad
Who? bad, hahaha
Y'all nigga hang around feds
Y'all niggas make a nigga laugh
Y'all niggas make a nigga laugh
Nigga we ain't throwing no flags
Nigga we ain't throwing no flags
Nigga we ain't throwing no flags
Nigga we ain't throwing no flags
Nigga we ain't throwing no flags
Nigga we ain't throwing no flags
Nigga we ain't throwing no flags
Bitch we ain't throwing no flags
Bitch we ain't throwing no flags
Bitch we ain't throwing no flags
Bitch we ain't throwing no flags

London on da Track

We Got London on Da Track!

London Tyler Holmes (b. March 27, 1991), known professionally as London on da Track, is an American hip-hop producer and former rapper from Atlanta, Georgia. Holmes' foray into the world of rap and hip-hop began at the age of 16 when he joined a rap crew called Dem Guyz and developed his writing and composition skills by playing piano at his local church. Creating his own beats, he began putting together tracks for other rappers on the scene, including “Pieon“ by rap group Rich Kidz.

2011 saw the release of his first song with Young Thug, entitled “Curtains“, the first of many collaborations with the fellow Atlantan artist. London’s prolific output of material continued throughout 2012 and 2013, as he worked with the likes of Waka Flocka Flame, Gucci Mane, and Rich Homie Quan before signing a deal with Cash Money Records.