Lyrics:
a rising legend
They ask what's wrong with me
I say I got a money fetish
I'm thumbing through these blue hunnids
Green 20s like some relish
Pops taught
passed mars with my friends
Trap money all 20s they my friends
I'm not a worker I'm a boss now
But still remember every voice that used to talk down
Aye
ain't money trait
40,000 all in 20s like I robbed the bank
That new foriegn go so fast when you switching lanes (Skrt skrt)
Kinda like my gas, that
When I Hit the mall lil bitch I'm buying it all
20's and 50's and 100's that's all in
My bankrol Bme really just get to the pesos
Lil shawty gon do
get busy
Can’t fuck with niggas that keep it 50
Did my dance when I touch a 50
I like my hunnits 20’s Crispy
Hunnits crispy
I like my hunnits 20’s
wallet
Aint no 20s or no 10s
I just fucked on that lil bitch
But Ima do it all again
If we miss when we come through
Then we gon have to spin again
All my
sumn
All 20's dope boy nooooo hunnits
Yo b**** blowing up my phone dont wooooont nothing
She say im getting fat well let me hooooold sumn
Gold on my
the money
I held the stack it was 50s and 20s
I shed a teardrop, just thinking of onions
I'ma go in for the chicken pot pie
Got it on file like JPG
Body smell
Lil bih revv'up like a chevy
They like Fatboy, where you been
I been stacking up some shit
Please dont hit me up
For 20's
I am not making that sale
switched, funny
In the back with his bitch, honey
Yeah I call that lil bitch, honey, honey, honey
I need about 50 20’s
Yeah that nigga he broke, he bummy
Get
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
the scale
Bout' to make it count
All them ones man that's loose change
All these 20s that I got from this new age
Paper chasin' I just came up on a new
what skinny jeans hov rock
Ion know
5 bands all in 20s
I just fit this whole knot
Yea I did
Oh you selling
No you not
You a felon
Oh you is
Got out
10 20's 100's and 50's
I gotta get to the riches
I got that drip in the double cup
Addi got me focus what the fuck
"Run it up"
Grams
Grams
Grams
some years
All that will be
The funny 20s trends
What digital can't do
Is give your life a meaning
We were trending buying, pimping and retrying
It
of the picture we building
Section hazy in the 20's gang still lit
Make hits all in make a living off on same thing
Move in silence like a rolex tik got no tok
You do not know me so do not pass me the bottle
Aint no bitches on my dick cuz none of em swallow
Catch the girls with the 20s and the bills
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
and Scratching for
5s
10s
20s
Im work to 100s
Yea Yea
Uhuh
Im skitching and Scratching at
5s
10s
20s
Im work to 100s
I cop a sack with my
Brothers and went
but I think that she want the money
I got the hunnids
I got the 20's
I got the shit from sellin exotic I do this shit proudly
I got the hunnids
I got
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
Too many snakes in the grass (snake)
Fuck it I'm counting the cash (count it up)
20s and 50s and 100s (100s)
I do the digital dash (dash)
I fuck that
the racks out
Because I bring the racks
Racks Racks
Yea I bring the racks out
Flipping 20s into hunnids in abundance
Always used to say They never seen that
Got these 20s that I'm taxing
Uh Uh Uh Okay Okay
Yeah Uh Uh Uh
She bet not keep me lacking
Okay Okay
She got me a trap dance
Uh Uh Yeah
Got these 20s
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