Umbrella Lyrics by Metro Boomin & 21 Savage feat. Young Nudy from “HEROES & VILLAINS (2022)” album is a brand new English song. The latest song Umbrella Lyrics is written by Metro Boomin, 21 Savage, Young Nudy, DAVID x ELI, David Ruoff, Celso Valli & Peter Lee Johnson while the song is produced by Metro Boomin & DAVID x ELI.
Umbrella Song Details:
| Song: | Umbrella |
| Singer(s): | Metro Boomin & 21 Savage |
| Featuring: | Young Nudy |
| Produced by: | Metro Boomin & DAVID x ELI |
| Written by: | Metro Boomin, 21 Savage, Young Nudy, DAVID x ELI, David Ruoff, Celso Valli & Peter Lee Johnson |
Umbrella Lyrics
Okay! Okay! Okay!
Okay! Okay! Okay!
Big 4L, The biggest 4L
Pu$$y, 21
21
G-Block savage with the criminals (21)
N!ggas throwing shots, They subliminal (21)
Say that this a problem then we spin on them (On God)
Get the whole drum ‘Cause I’m generous (Sprayed out)
Put your name on the bullets while I’m filling them (Pu$$y)
All the opps scared ‘Cause we killing them (Pu$$y)
Eastside vet, I’m a general (Pu$$y)
All my n!ggas twins, We identical (Pu$$y)
I put all the beef on the meat rack (Straight up)
Holes in his face, Pull the sheet back (Facts)
His mama threw a counter like skeet that (Phew, Phеw)
Stepped on her son call dеfab (Pu$$y)
Paradise the wrong place to creep at (On God)
He telling on the news, He a street rat (21)
Shoot the whole hundred, N!gga, Keep that (Pu$$y)
Pass the opp pack so I can chief that (Pu$$y)
Wet them, 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 b!tch that made me sweat her (Say what? Yeah)
Cold-Hearted, I’m a stepper (21)
These bullets hot, Jalapeño pepper (Hot)
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 b!tch
She ain’t seen it (Uh-Huh)
Suck me up, Baby girl, Ooh, She is a demon (Wow)
Say she love the money, I say she fiending
Set up her n!gga, I’m plotting and scheming
Slimeball (Slime), B!tch (B!tch)
Rich as a b!tch and they broke like her n!gga (Huh)
Sit in L.A., Sending shots to the n!gga
Cross the country, N!gga sending them hitters (Kill them)
N!gga acting country, Play with me, N!gga (Kill them)
Stick right here make some noise (Boom)
Grip on that b!tch, Hundred round, Can’t avoid (Wow)
B!tch 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 b!tch, Finna whoop me a n!gga (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 n!ggas turning to cops (Yeah)
They be making song when their partner drop (Damn)
Wet them, 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 b!tch that made me sweat her (Say what?)
Cold-Hearted, I’m a stepper (21)
These bullets hot, Jalapeño pepper (Hot)
N!gga 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 b!tches got a powder nose
Call them “Bent over on the counter” h0es (Straight up)
Came from the bottom, N!gga, I done reached a lot of goals
Reach for my chain, You get a lotta holes
Big 4L get them gone like, “Adiós”
Knock your hood down, N!gga, Domino (21)
I ain’t really friendly, N!gga, Fu*k them all (Pu$$y)
Clip full of hollows, I’ma bust them all (Pu$$y)
Send them up to God with a fu*king call (Pu$$y)
Only time I ran is from the fu*king law (Pu$$y)
Big 4L, She wanna suck us all (Pu$$y)
I got too much cash for a fu*king mall (Pu$$y)
If she ain’t my b!tch then I ain’t fu*king raw (Pu$$y)
If she for the streets then I ain’t fu*king raw (Pu$$y)
Wet them, 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 b!tch that made me sweat her (Say what?)
Cold-Hearted, I’m a stepper (21)
These bullets hot, Jalapeño pepper (Hot)