20 My 20 Freestyle

Lyrics

[Intro] CashMoneyAP Boy, this a freestyle nigga, I'm having fun with this shit Fuck what you talking about I be trying to sleep up on that hoe Oh nigga Ah, yeah, nigga turnt nigga Ooh, BatGang on the track, bitch [Chorus] 50, my 50, my 50 20, my 20, my 20 Fuck with that rock, I swear that rock 40 around me without holding it For your eyes, fuck you right Red dot, what are you holding Polarize, hot shoes are mine 20- [Verse] 20, my 20, my toes Pulling up schools, my homies You wanna stay right now You wanna vibe like you lonely Pull up, let down of that chrome I don't really think you know me I don't really think you know me No you not my homie Robbing, I'm robbing, I put out the coup That coup, coup, coup That whoa, whoa Pull out that 28, 28, 28 20 bag got my foe I might just slip in a fold They pointing at me, you never would know Slow mo, feeling the moe, tell me you act out on your own Don't try to play games now, now Pull out the range now All of them change now How much dollars sounding same now Feeling so crazy, fuck that shit I guess I'm not the same now Tell me to rain now I will probably won't change now Swish it, swish it, swish Pull up, blade swish Niggas be talking that shit Water, make it, uh (Yeah) Shanty wanna chill Really, she been fucking up Can I trust a slut, huh Only put it in her butt That one, huh One, one jump, huh 28 gun Pull it, ball hard Star, huh Balls, huh Run it right, Donald Trump, huh Want it, rwar Niggas wanna talk, they acting dumb Yeah, look have some dumb Yeah, what you said, what Vool and have some fun Ha, nigga who Running lot of sum Number one Shooting loud or something 20, ayy, rams, what Yeah, roll it up Yeah, smoke it up Oh, free smoke, I know you choking, bruh No you lying, I can tell you lying I can tell you pussy tired I been running for a mile For a while, I can change up any style, oh Big nigga come through in a crowd Got 'em dancing, what you jugging They nigga dancing They ri-riding round the city I don't know if it was sand