Umbrella Lyrics by Metro Boomin, 21 Savage & Young Nudy

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Metro Boomin, 21 Savage and Young Nudy Lyrics

The fifth track on Metro Boomin’s new album is ’Umbrella’ this song features 21 Savage and Young Nudy, read the lyrics to ‘Umbrella’ below.

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Umbrella Lyrics by Metro Boomin 21 Savage & Young Nudy
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Metro Boomin, 21 Savage & Young Nudy - Umbrella Lyrics

Intro: 21 Savage
Okay
Okay
Okay
Okay, okay, okay
Big 4L, the biggest 4L
Pussy, 21
21

Verse 1: 21 Savage
G-Block savage with the criminals (21)
Niggas throwing shots, they subliminal (21)
Say that this a problem then we spin on 'em (On God)
Get the whole drum 'cause I'm generous (Sprayed out)
Put your name on the bullets while I'm filling 'em (Pussy)
All the opps scared 'cause we killing 'em (Pussy)
Eastside vet, I'm a general (Pussy)
All my niggas twins, we identical (Pussy)
I put all the beef on the meat rack (Straight up)
Holes in his face, pull the sheet back (Facts)
His mama threw a counter like skeet that (Phew, phеw)
Stepped on her son call dеfab (Pussy)
Paradise the wrong place to creep at (On God)
He telling on the news, he a street rat (21)
Shoot the whole hundred, nigga, keep that (Pussy)
Pass the opp pack so I can chief that (Pussy)

Chorus: 21 Savage & Young Nudy
Wet 'em, umbrella (Yeah)
Clutching glizzys with the fellas (Yeah)
Choppa sing like it's Adele, uh (Yeah)
Money, violence go together (Yeah)
Bottega labels on my sweater (21)
Can't name a bitch that made me sweat her (Say what? Yeah)
Cold-hearted, I'm a stepper (21)
These bullets hot, jalapeno pepper (Hot)

Verse 2: Young Nudy
Give me more shooters, I need it
Give me more plates, know we greedy
We catching bodies, we fiending
They catching bodies, they dreaming
And I just caught a body with your bitch, she ate semen (Uh-huh)
Suck me up, baby girl, ooh, she's a demon (Wow)
Say she love the money, I say she fiending
Set up her nigga, I'm plotting and scheming
Slimeball (Slime), bitch (Bitch)
Rich as a bitch and they broke like her nigga (Huh)
Sit in L.A., sending shots to the nigga
Cross the country, nigga sending them hitters (Kill 'em)
Nigga acting country, play with me, nigga (Kill 'em)
Stick right here make some noise (Boom)
Grip on that bitch, hundred round, can't avoid (Wow)
Bitch shake the ground ain't attached to that boy (Mm)
We shook the crowd when we stepped on that boy
Different breed, different hitters, different killers (Yeah)
Glock .23 and it come with extendo (Yeah)
Switch on the bitch, finna whoop me a nigga (Brr, brr, brr)
Think I was his mama when I get done (Brr)
Leaving no prints on the block (Yeah)
Leaving a snitch on they block (Yeah)
We left some opps on our block (Yeah)
These niggas turning to cops (Yeah)
They be making song when their partner drop (Damn)

Chorus: 21 Savage
Wet 'em, umbrella (Yeah)
Clutching glizzys with the fellas (Yeah)
Choppa sing like it's Adele, uh (Yeah)
Money, violence go together (Yeah)
Bottega labels on my sweater (21)
Can't name a bitch that made me sweat her (Say what?)
Cold-hearted, I'm a stepper (21)
These bullets hot, jalapeno pepper (Hot)

Verse 3: 21 Savage
Nigga say it's up, they be hiding though (21)
I can put it on but I still got a stylist though (On God)
Party in the Hills, all the bitches got a powder nose
Call 'em "Bent over on the counter" hoes (Straight up)
Came from the bottom, nigga, I done reached a lot of goals
Reach for my chain, you get a lotta holes
Big 4L get 'em gone like, "Adiós"
Knock your hood down, nigga, domino (21)
I ain't really friendly, nigga, fuck 'em all (Pussy)
Clip full of hollows, I'ma bust 'em all (Pussy)
Send 'em up to God with a fucking call (Pussy)
Only time I ran is from the fucking law (Pussy)
Big 4L, she wanna suck us all (Pussy)
I got too much cash for a fucking mall (Pussy)
If she ain't my bitch then I ain't fucking raw (Pussy)
If she for the streets then I ain't fucking raw (Pussy)

Chorus: 21 Savage
Wet 'em, umbrella (Yeah)
Clutching glizzys with the fellas (Yeah)
Choppa sing like it's Adele, uh (Yeah)
Money, violence go together (Yeah)
Bottega labels on my sweater (21)
Can't name a bitch that made me sweat her (Say what?)
Cold-hearted, I'm a stepper (21)
These bullets hot, jalapeno pepper (Hot)

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