London on da Track - No Flag

[Intro: 21 Savage & Nicki Minaj]

Woah, Woah

Niggas tryna clone me tryna make another me

I heard they called for the queen

Niggas tryna clone and tryna make another me

Woah, Woah

Uh, Young Money

[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]

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 (x8)

[Verse 2: Offset]

We can not throw in the towel

Niggas'll gun you down

You better moo like a cow

Niggas'll shoot up the crowd (moo)

Dressed in all black like a trial

These niggas will run in your house

Fucking a thot in her mouth

I Dolce & Gabbana my couch

Big ballin' shit, rap game what we talkin' 'bout

Bitch sucking dick for the fame, get the fuck out

Got me a Perc'

Sip me some syrup

I'm tripping the fuck out

Send me the skkrt

Send in a merc and he get knocked out

Shawty so bad

Shawty so sad, she sleep on the sofa

I didn't even ask

I just wanna smash so bitch bending over

I pray I don't crash

I'm sippin' on Act' so bitch I can't focus

I cut 'em off fast

I go get the bad then go by the ocean

Hit your hoe from the blindside

I got it on me, I'm fine you dine

Eat the dick, she wine and dine

I fuck her she whine and crying

But when it get live, you niggas ain't down to ride

Your niggas 'bout it? Doubt it

My niggas turn to Michael Myers

[Chorus: 21 Savage]

Young nigga pull up gon' spaz

Young nigga got that bag

Young nigga runnin' that jazz

Nigga we ain't goin' out sad

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 (x8)

[Verse 3: Nicki Minaj]

Yo, Lil’ bitch I heard these labels tryna make another me

Everything you getting little hoe is 'cause of me

I heard I’m stopping bags, word to Shaggy it wasn’t me

These bitches is my sons, but they daddy ain’t bust in me

I’m a white picket fence bitch, you a on the bench bitch

See me in the gym now these bitches wanna go bench press

I ain’t fucking with you sis, we ain’t with the incest

Yes, I am the Queen, I’m still trying to find the princess

They know my name ring bells so they still press

Say the Queen name you can get some ill press

That went right over your head, you should feel blessed

Must’ve used a lot of starch 'cause they still pressed

Bitches is finito, I call my car Rico

'Cause it’s Paid In Full, baby my car don’t get repo’d

London got that heat though, my jet land at Heathrow

If I had a dick, I would make all you bitches deep throat

[Chorus: 21 Savage, Nicki Minaj & Offset]

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 (x6)

Bitch we ain't throwing no flags (x3)

• Artist:London on da Track