20 Every Week

Lyrics
[Intro] (Cosa Nostra 'til I die) [Verse 1: Louie Ray] Bro got so much contraband, gotta sell hot I got all these cream sodas like I sell pop Been in so many back to backs, it got me shellshocked Cup colored, make it lightskin, got me red hot (StupidDog, I ain't gon' lie, this bitch hard) PLR with the green beam, fuck a red dot Any questions for me on that road, what's my next stop? Any questions for me with them 'bows, what's my next drop? Treat a nigga that done told somethin' like an ex-cop [Verse 2: Baby Money & Babyfxce E] Fah, fah, what you got on, all Gucci? Nah, that's Louis, Ray Fourteen birds in the spot, we doin' two a day I'll send a bitch out the way, make her lose her waist Fell in love with plain watches, then I blеw the face I put diamonds on my hand, I ain't got no naked wrist Put a onе on my shifter, now I got an extra brick Ridin' in a Mike Rubin, nigga, this a seven-six (Yeah) Two bad bitches with me and I'm 'bout to let 'em kiss (Huh) [Verse 3: Babyfxce E] Baby, what you want? Just don't be extra with the shit Nigga, this a brand-new chop, don't make me test it on your crib Striker boy for real, bro, we just snatched another whip I never fuckin' off a Perc', I'm finna practice on your bitch They tried to catch me when I was in the striker, they couldn't get me My young dog keep his hoodie on, lil' Kenny My chain cost a brick, it's crystal clear, LOE Shimmy She say, "Where my baby money?" What you mean? Los with me [Verse 4: Louie Ray] I'm lookin' to the left, talkin' like a ghost with me It's still action on my block, come and post with me Even though the city know we fuckin', she don't post with me You see me gettin' easy money, gotta know that Los with me Poured a deuce of Quagen, cost me four-fifty I got 560, 580, never drove hemi The charm cost a hundred, with the chain, one-sixty I try to make me twenty every week, no kizzy [Outro] (You recordin', Smerf?)
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Credits
- Writers
- Louie Ray
- Babyfxce E
- Baby Money