Lyrics:
got me scuffing up my kicks
2020 drift with a stick in the whip
Aye, twenty-three's dripping on my shit off the rip
Aye, twenty-three's dripping on my
(I swear I drip like a sauna 2.0 Timmy Turner)
(You already know I’m the teacher little boy you the learner)
Ice dripping Louie' that’s all on my
the hardest one that I have ever done
Twenty seven days left until your gone
Oh what have I done
I don't know i don't know what to do
I just can't stop
Yeah
Hold up spark a few Js about to burn up (Aye)
Pull up got like twenty bitches about to pull up (Aye)
Hold up me and all my niggas never fold up
Cut to the chase
Straight to the bag
Spend 20 racks
It don't mean nothing
I’ll still get it back
I ball in the trap oh
My nigga’s are strapped
Switch
shows (Doing shows)
Ima need 20 a piece (Cash)
I’m on the go (On the go)
And they gonna know it’s a king (Know it’s a king)
I put the king on a chain
drömma mig bort
Det är en våt dröm som inte liknar någon sort
Musiken svämma' över, kulturen var vid liv
Det ljuva 20-talet, snälla Gud ta mig dit
Ta mig
When I shoot I got aim like I’m twenty one
I hopped into the game , not switching lanes , out here is lame , player of this game , don’t do shit for
ya
It's been 20 years now
It's been 20 years now
It's been 20 years now
Do I lose you
Do I lose you
Do I lose you
Do I lose you
Do I amuse you
Do I
the scope of the rifle, in the reticle
You wavin' 20's around in the air, that ain't flexible
Take him off the face of the Earth, his eye's are x'able
Guess I
paid the price and this the life that I was cut out for
Like Twenty Five to life I go and put my life on bars
My next breath is the proof that there's
try me I'm not forgiving
I been in the trenches way to long but that is what just raised me
I'm my mama's son, but I'm a fifteen twenty baby
We don't
it cold
Young and bossin' only twenty years old
Twenty years old, years old
Twenty years old still rockin' white gold
Comin' into my studio and you
Look press play i been flexing all my pay
Exit off i20 but ain’t exit out my ways
One phone fuck it hit me up i'm working
My shit off its wifi might
I got two pounds of loud, let me smell you somethin'
And I got perks for twenty, let me sell you somethin'
Oh you way out in Cali? let me mail you
Fire and ice
I just
Wanna lay
With you
Twenty four
Hours
I just
Wanna stay
With you
I know
About the
Winter
I know
What a
Summer do
Or we can
Take
fuckin' jammer
Police on my tail, than my foot drop like a hammer
Pay the mortgage, pay the bills, you better pay respect
I roll with hard hitters, put 20
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pull up only stunting
She dreaming of twenty somethings
She say she don't wanna rush in
She just want someone to love her
So she say she going off
20
And we're okay, so okay, yeah
At least for today
Raindrops on my hat brim
I just wrote a poem
I think it's kinda lame
But it's helping with
calls all through the night
Kept me from sleeping but it's alright
Must be important to have me working
For twenty-four hours making sure the weel’s
day
20 Go 20 go once
Like I be Reading auctions
Merry go merry go round
So I say
Hastaluego
Up off Ma trap shit
You ain’t no shatta
Up off Ma nuts ay
Up
things
Nothing else matters right now
Just wanna stay by your side
Every minute, every hour
I can't deny
The twenty-sixth of July
Was the best day
money and sex
But the drugs have dug my grave somewhen in 20xx
20xx, vivre pour l'excess
J'vais crever l'abcès
Puis j'm'en colis si j'blesse
Tant que
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