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Letra : 20YRS OLD
Yup
Got no time for hoes, b*t*h, I'm getting my money up
Cash up, b*t*h, I'm getting my money up
Yeah, we in here, we geeked, we on a whole lotta drugs
Yeah, I been outside, b*t*h, I love all my thugs
Yeah, my boy, he love his fire, he in love with his gun (Yup)
Ever since I was like five, b*t*h, I knew I'd be the one
Yeah, I'm twenty years old, b*t*h, no, I'm not twenty-one (I'm not twenty one)
I could f**k a stripper ho, but I can't go in the club (Yup)
I get 15K a show, b*t*h, I'm getting my monеy up
I ain't got no time for hoes, b*t*h, I'm getting my monеy up
I f**k hella hoes, n***a, I don't give no f**ks (Don't give no f**ks)
This ho tryna smash, I'm just tryna roll up Runtz (Yup)
Damn, my hands keep lockin' up 'cause I roll up hella blunts (Yup)
Damn, my hands keep lockin' up 'cause I count up hella funds (Yup)
Damn, I don't know what I would do if I couldn't make no money
Damn, I done seen what n***as do when they can't get no money (Bum)
I done seen what b*t*hes do when they know you got money (Bum)
I done seen the gang switch up and act like it was nun' (What the f**k?)
B*t*h I'm stunned, how the f**k these n***as ain't on nun'? (Damn)
Riding 'round in Raris, Lambos, and them big black trucks, man
Damn, I'm too f**ked up, man (Yup), feel it in my gut, man (Woah)
I took my ho to the doctor to lift up her b***, man (Sh*t)
I get fresh and fly, lil' b*t*h, this sh*t ain't nothin' (Sh*t ain't nothin')
Yeah, I'm cool and quiet, but please don't press my b***ons (Don't press my b***ons)
Damn, it's 12 outside, they ask you something, you ain't see nothing (You ain't see sh*t, bruh)
Yeah, suicide if you try my guys, we get to bussin' (Let's go)
Yeah, we in here, we geeked, we on a whole lotta drugs (Yup)
Yeah, I been outside, b*t*h, I love all my thugs (Yup)
Yeah, my boy, he love his fire, he in love with his gun (Yup)
Ever since I was like five, b*t*h, I knew I'd be the one (Yup)
Yeah, I'm twenty years old, b*t*h, no, I'm not twenty-one (Yeah)
I could f**k a stripper ho, but I can't go in the club (Yeah)
I get 15K a show, b*t*h, I'm getting my money up (Yup)
I ain't got no time for hoes, b*t*h, I'm getting my money up (Yup)
B*t*h, I'm getting my money up
B*t*h, I'm getting my money up
(I could f**k a stripper ho, but I can't go in the club)
B*t*h, I'm getting my money up
B*t*h, I'm getting my money up
Got no time for hoes, b*t*h, I'm getting my money up
Cash up, b*t*h, I'm getting my money up
Yeah, we in here, we geeked, we on a whole lotta drugs
Yeah, I been outside, b*t*h, I love all my thugs
Yeah, my boy, he love his fire, he in love with his gun (Yup)
Ever since I was like five, b*t*h, I knew I'd be the one
Yeah, I'm twenty years old, b*t*h, no, I'm not twenty-one (I'm not twenty one)
I could f**k a stripper ho, but I can't go in the club (Yup)
I get 15K a show, b*t*h, I'm getting my monеy up
I ain't got no time for hoes, b*t*h, I'm getting my monеy up
I f**k hella hoes, n***a, I don't give no f**ks (Don't give no f**ks)
This ho tryna smash, I'm just tryna roll up Runtz (Yup)
Damn, my hands keep lockin' up 'cause I roll up hella blunts (Yup)
Damn, my hands keep lockin' up 'cause I count up hella funds (Yup)
Damn, I don't know what I would do if I couldn't make no money
Damn, I done seen what n***as do when they can't get no money (Bum)
I done seen what b*t*hes do when they know you got money (Bum)
I done seen the gang switch up and act like it was nun' (What the f**k?)
B*t*h I'm stunned, how the f**k these n***as ain't on nun'? (Damn)
Riding 'round in Raris, Lambos, and them big black trucks, man
Damn, I'm too f**ked up, man (Yup), feel it in my gut, man (Woah)
I took my ho to the doctor to lift up her b***, man (Sh*t)
I get fresh and fly, lil' b*t*h, this sh*t ain't nothin' (Sh*t ain't nothin')
Yeah, I'm cool and quiet, but please don't press my b***ons (Don't press my b***ons)
Damn, it's 12 outside, they ask you something, you ain't see nothing (You ain't see sh*t, bruh)
Yeah, suicide if you try my guys, we get to bussin' (Let's go)
Yeah, we in here, we geeked, we on a whole lotta drugs (Yup)
Yeah, I been outside, b*t*h, I love all my thugs (Yup)
Yeah, my boy, he love his fire, he in love with his gun (Yup)
Ever since I was like five, b*t*h, I knew I'd be the one (Yup)
Yeah, I'm twenty years old, b*t*h, no, I'm not twenty-one (Yeah)
I could f**k a stripper ho, but I can't go in the club (Yeah)
I get 15K a show, b*t*h, I'm getting my money up (Yup)
I ain't got no time for hoes, b*t*h, I'm getting my money up (Yup)
B*t*h, I'm getting my money up
B*t*h, I'm getting my money up
(I could f**k a stripper ho, but I can't go in the club)
B*t*h, I'm getting my money up
B*t*h, I'm getting my money up
