Feel Like Twenty20

We made at least 10 together, you could get shit from me

I couldn't call a soul for shit when I was fucked up bummy

I know some red zone ****, rich off blues, how they bumming

I swear that dog shit and rap, thats my light, at the tunnel

Bust Wridt, this, Winter, cause they ain't seen me this summer

**** pullin' hoe shit like we don't see it or somethin

My O.T., ****, tap in, you still fuck with the drank

They discontinued 16s, we could score us some 8s

Them iPads comin' in when them Pro Maxes ain't

I wake up to 15,000, take my bitch on a date

Snow bunny on the scan, head look like Sharpay

I'm in Boston on the flow, I could dap up with Blake

You like to gossip bout the bag, I be makin' shit shake

If I get caught at TSA, I just hit a parlay

I went so crazy off the jack, threw that bitch in the lake

I iced that bitch french tips, now she callin' me bae

Delayed the flight, made some doggy, said, fuck it, I'll stay

Cuz called in from Paris, eatin' crepes on the 8th

I be glitchin' in them stores, bruh be glitchin' with his

Get you a

All them days I spent down if its, a run, ain't no chillin

I used to try to play the good guy, somehow I still came out the villan

Stack the shit, they get away, why would I spend it in the city

God was really with your baby every time I slid a giffy

All my **** gettin' money, this shit feel like 2020

Everybody had a dollar, remember, it's the new tension

My baby brought fresh, he tryna drop on them bitches

If it was still stone age , I'd probably walk to the Giffys

Fuck the B check the balance long as, they got it no different

You **** real Flintstones, still walkin' on missions

Remember pre-heatin' oven, was the heat for the crib

I was really fucked up, couldn't say what I did

Ain't changin' shit, bout the story long as the ending I'm rich

Just split a 50 with my brother, just was down on my dick