Drake, 21 Savage On BS

I had to cut some niggas off, they didn't mean me no good

I come from the ghetto, so my trunk is in my hood

She wouldn't wear no panties 'round me even if she could

Gave out plenty spankings 'til they got it understood

Fuck the nosebleeds, baby, come sit on this wood

If you know it's tension, don't come 'round me like it's good

I got street smarts and you can't get this out no book

I can't right my wrongs, but I can still write these hooks