(Verse 1) Yeah, I'm back with the heat, hold on, what's the deal? I'm 21 Savage, I spit that raw appeal Got the flow that's so cold, it'll make you freeze I'm stacking up my bands, I'm making money with ease Wtf, hold on, let me flex on these haters I'm the real deal, no imitators I'm the king of the streets, I hold the crown I'm grinding hard, I'm never backing down BPM 92, I'm riding on this beat Every verse I drop, it's a lyrical feat I'm the savage in the game, I'm making noise I'm the real McCoy, ain't no other choice (Verse 2) Hold on, what's happening? I'm in the zone I'm 21 Savage, I'm never alone I'm a beast on the mic, I'm a lyrical monster I'm spitting fire, leaving tracks in disaster Wtf, hold on, I'm about to explode I'm the realest in the game, that's a fact that's known I'm hustling hard, I'm grinding every day I'm making moves, I'm paving my own way BPM 92, I'm flowing with precision I'm the illest in the game, ain't no competition I'm the one they fear, I'm the one they respect I'm a Savage , and I'm here to collect