Lyrics:
"Ooh, did you see him!"
So what your pocket's filled with 20s and 10s
You're gonna find out just how fast that ends
Cause one day you'll be drivin
I'm saying mane
I got this shit in all 20's so you know it look stupid nigga
2-2k
2k
2k
2k
P-Pocket
3k, 4k
4-4k
5k
I-I-I got 2k
In my pocket
2k
2k
the chips
20's for the six
Hollows for the clips
Try me, if you think I'm playing bitch
And the police we'll have another crime scene taker
Jim Star crush
test me
I came in this game with my pockets empty and left with a roll of 20's
Theres a first time for every rhyme and every line this is mine
My 1 YEAR
Everlast is in effect
Gettin big respect
Then I collect big checks
1's, 5's, 10's, 20's
100 g's and I'm pullin honeys
Left and right, day and night
You gotta
tell you already
20s lookin' crazy, I can't wait for 21
Promise you'll be happy for as long as I'm around
Time flies, if you're thinkin' 'bout me, ma,
Yo, (ok) kids I was sittin on the block the other day man
Some fine ass girl walked by
And she was lookin, I'm lookin back
She said uh "JD I love
the biggest part
I'm in my 20s still feeling
Like a kid at heart
Lost in this young world
I'm just tryna navigate
See the pie sliced I'm just
Tryna grab a plate
To keep food in my tummy
Tha ghetty ghetty green
On them 20's ridin' clean
Cause paper chasin'
Just I'm like a fiend
It's yo boy Project Pat
Never
of told them I'm a real mutherfuckin pimp
Chorus 2(2x)
La Chat:Gucci Boots and the suits
Is the clothes
Juicy J:Like a pimp
La Chat:Keep the money not
92, ke re okraya 30
22 o ntsha 92, 'kraya 30
22 o ntsha 92, ke re okraya 30
30 years and counting, I'm counting on my success
I'm not apologetic fam, I
That's why I call my 5 the motherfuckin' walkdog
I'm off perk 20's and xan's and adderall
And my woadie, he just waitin' on the go to hit 'em all
If my hoe
I think I’m a bit over stressed
Think I’m a bit of a mess
Think imma die in my 20’s cause I won’t survive all the rest
Overthinking’s got me thinking
your homework on whoever you go to war against
I had 20's on my Benz, lent it to all my friends
And everything was all gravy, everything was all gravy
just hope it don't crash
I handle it carefully just like a baby
Stack up build my palace just like the lady
On 5s, 10s, 20s and 50s
I want them all I'm
And ridin' on 20's is the law for us
I ain't from France, but excuse my french
F*** ya if ya hatin', n**** save that there
I been dealin' it you b****es
like that
Got 20's on my car, on my car like that
Hit them all like that we ball like that
I'll fuck yo hoe and wont call her back
That's how we
To keep food in my tummy
Tha ghetty ghetty green
On them 20's ridin' clean
Cause paper chasin'
Just I'm like a fiend
It's yo boy Project Pat
Never
been a player
Since I was sippin' Similac
Half way thru my 20's
And I'm still a Mac
I like my women yellow
Like a Steelers flag
I mean
skirt
Pull off
Pulled off (pulled off)
Pulled off (pulled off)
Pulled off (pulled off)
10s
20s
50s
Benjis
On me too
Cash out
Cash in
I make money moves
pullin' out them tecs
Man I got dem mac's man I got dem k's
and I got dem nine's and I got them a's r-15's and them 22-trey's
Player wanna ride I'm
Unk put me on game said go n get et
1lan you want a verse gotta pay tha ticket
6000 thousand dollars all in 20s es a roll spinach
I'm up early I
We know y'all out to drink 'til y'all throw up
We know y'all sittin' on 20's
We know y'all reppin' your hood
But how many y'all kill
Bounce
Feel like a 30
I cannot fuck with some niggas
Some of these niggas be tripping
I know some niggas pop 20s
I know some niggas pop jiggas
What in the fuck
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