Lyrics:
[Hook]
They don't count by spokes no more, they counting by inches
Them ain't 20's on my ride, them 22's you jive bitches
Switching lane to lane,
on some chrome 20's
Choppin', collar poppin', platinum droppin'
Space Age 4 Eva means that we will not be stoppin' (Yea Yea)
Eightball, MJG, DJ Quik
the beats
So you see them Navigators, Escalades, Benzes,
Beamers, Excursions - bumpin systems TV's and them 20's spinnin
Mob for them niggaz that done up
the beats
So you see them Navigators, Escalades, Benzes,
Beamers, Excursions - bumpin systems TV's and them 20's spinnin
Mob for them niggaz that done up
systems TV's and them 20's spinnin
Mob for them niggaz that done up off them hard times
K-Town, West side, South side
Murder us for the money that's why I'm
spin like chrome 20's on the buggy-I Benz
Who contends, Wu like the Superfriends
Who's your rhyming hero? Wu-Tang rules again
Someone in the back
so your 20's missing
I lay the snares
Reload the drum
Then his 20's missing, get it
I don't know you bitch
I could Never be the one to split it
trap tho
Niggas they shoot the shit
Are they strapped tho
Hook
Yeah I’m back in city
Trunk look like a gun show
Yung dude think he litty
Talked shit
the 20's the 50's but mostly them fucking blue faces
Hop out the whip and i'm faded
Hottest migos but they show that hatred
To this rap shit yeah i'm
bapping
Hit you with a backhand
Broken heart, dark knight, late 20s
Call me Great Depression Batman
For the one time
Spit another classic
Disassemble
Look inside your eyes
Lil' nigga i caught you by surprise
I might just shoot a couple shots
Outline spray where ya' body lies
I'm getting tired
Shoots)
Here's your final option you do what the rich do (Tap in)
Spend your teens & 20's in somebody's law school (Tap in)
Gotta pass the bar if don't we
stall
Stutter, softer than melted butter
There's no other word, go ask your mother
Hard solid as your city
Born in Brooklyn, can tell by the way that
retaliate
wait we got about 16 20's that will be 32 muthafuckas comin off up in your ass nigga
[Chorus x2]
[AK 47]
comin quick with the 17 hot ones,
the back door
Wit niggas who like playing Rambo!
Na I ain’t flexing no 20s lil nigga ain’t making no bankroll
I know that nigga 6 feet but still he can’t
a right and then a left
Over there by Safeway and when ya get there page me
Punch in how much you want to spend
Separate the 20's from the 1's
a right and then a left
Over there by Safeway and when ya get there page me
Punch in how much you want to spend
Separate the 20's from the 1's
a one-25, on 25's
Them 20's on the five
My coochie rate sky rocketed
Look Ock I'm a pimp
That's why I popped ya chick
Sis' got the it, know she tryna' cop me
a one-25, on 25's
Them 20's on the five
My coochie rate sky rocketed
Look Ock I'm a pimp
That's why I popped ya chick
Sis' got the it, know she tryna' cop me
and they quick to go retaliate
wait we got about 16 20's that will be 32 muthafuckas comin off up in your ass nigga
[Chorus x2]
[AK 47]
comin quick
long as a bitch
Cause of the gum no gum
I hear you talking
Out the side out your neck
No sign of respect/ linem up/ And Shoot at the best/
9 or the tech?
the fly shit, fuckin' with Cleve, top of line in my Benz
Should I 1et 'em spin on all of y'all,
should let my 20s spin on all y'all haters?
Everything we
Am in my 20s and Mum I already feel like I failed yah
Social media world makes me feel l like a failure
And I swear am trying my best not to compare
too cut
I'm in the cut gettin' sucked by two sluts
Pay for the hit he'll kill your favorite shooter
Ain't goin' vacation, that's the power
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