Lyrics:
love with my team
Question the past on my yacht
While she bouncing on my top
I need my money machines
Hands are hurting from the 20s
Motherfucker owed me
was a movie star
You can find her in there, taking more than her share
Dancing up on the bar
She said give me them 10s and 20s and 50s
You can keep
my bankroll, also like the 20’s
You finna like the way you walk when you got money in your pocket
I’m big 3 balling the rockets, yeah
Blizzy blunt in
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
up and them n*ggas still jumpin
20's on 20's we thumpin
No cap
Yeah I'm foreal
I'm shittin on n*ggas foreal
Keep the shit on my arm that I built
Get
suits me
New boots, same suit, motherfuckers can't juke me
Cause my team's on a whole new level fucking sue me
Pass that to my boy Stylus turn some 20's
em sick
Pussy nigga might cough
Tryna get my pockets early 20's Rick Ross
Pull off da lott and ion care what it cost
I got da flow and my status
Hunnid’s, and 20’s and 50’s
This a pop song not a hip-hop extension
Walk into parties make the room get Litty
(Aye, Aye) I’m feeling good today
I’m feeling
love means in my 20s
Does love change its mind
Here today but gone the next it's all based on the butterflies
That scares me sometimes
Does love always
already image the stacks of 20s
I'm making it weigh like a ton on a Ton
I couldn't have been born to be sat on The sofa
I could never have been born
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
don’t bother me
100’s 50’s 20’s 10’s
Flip that shit, invest that shit, then do that shit again
So you stack it, stack it, stack it stack it stack it till
( Stack 100s)
Cant forget the 20s (Dubs)
Cant Forget the 10s (Tens)
Cant forget the 5s and 1s Im gettin it in (Aye)
Im gettin it in (Im gettin it)
confused I know you been plottin
Tryna make 500 racks do it all in my 20s
Like swear to god I’m in love with the money
Man I’m too high and I can’t even
You Might’ve seen me skin my teeth
But no I don’t play
Please comprehend it
For every 100 20s that count up
We gone rubber bandit
Mamas be
I bet you can't keep it 100 cuz that there ain't a lot of money I bet you can't keep it 100 cuz that there ain't a lot of money it's 20s and 50s all
20’s and I’m balling like a baller my addiction is the dough
I sound like a bummy nigga chilling in the clubs tryna get with all the hoes
But
Tell em gone head run me my money
Only way dat I’m catchin a viiiiiibe
Yea yea yea
Still got dem racks wrapped up like mummies
100s and 20s
chabi’an te mai door kholi
20s in my jeans, kaali kiti feem
Kali nagni, got me feeling lovely
Karhian schemes, kaali kaali Jeep
Baidhe swaree, asi khichiay
Aye ,
I just nade a hunnit (x7)
I just made anotha (x4)
10, 20's 50's, hunnits, out the gutta, i just made anotha, i just made a hunnit
Thinkin
you
9th grade of highschool know I adore you
Gotta treat you like a
Queen 'cause you royal
Twenty two and you're stuck on my mind
We're in our 20s
Met
feel like
I Missed my whole entire 20’s
Ain’t missed my whole 20’s
Whole time , Inside
Adjusting to these walls not homeless
They say you gotta
to work in Tennessee when he turned 20 he found out she fell in love with a harved boy he spent his 20s drowned in the bottle them great old broken whiskey
you dare come and tell me
That i'm getting old
'Cause i'm still moving in my 20s
Yeah i'm still living in my 20s
'Cause i don't know
How to handle
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