20K Lyrics

[Intro]
Oh, yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
Niggas say that they made twenty thousand out the bando
I spent twenty thousand tryna bring my f*ckin' mans home
Another twenty thousand puttin' ice on all my friends' throats
Stuff a twenty thousand in my pants so I can stand down
I know they love it when the youngin bring the f*ckin' bands out
Came from nothin', now I'm struttin' in the f*ckin' Benz now
And I be thumbin' through these hundreds like a f*ckin' fan now
I ain't frontin', catch 'em clutchin', there's a f*ckin' man down
And I been thankin' God a nigga made it out the hellhole
Off the block until the top and now I shop off Melrose
Dummy knots inside my socks, 'member used to sell clothes
It's twenty shots inside this Glock, lil' mami throwin' elbows
I got money, everybody actin' like they need me
I was bummy and I swear to God they didn't see me
Make it sunny when I hit the scene with all these VVS
Now it's funny, gotta book a meeting just to see me

[Verse]
Out of my body, I'm tryna get out of some hobbies
I just ran out of Biscotti, right now ain't feelin' nobody, uh
Feelin' her body, I don't have feelings, lil' rocky
I gotta steal from somebody, I'm way too real for the lobby, uh
Ballin' like Scotty, and, bitch, I'm cut like karate
I'm screamin', "f*ck Illuminati," bitch, we been duckin' like Gotti, uh
Hotter wasabi, her body like a Bugatti
I think I need some Dasani because lil' mama done got me And I swear this feelin' so real, uh
Just know them other niggas ain't real as me
Got some young niggas in the field, uh
Better know they for sure kill for me
Got some niggas waitin' on the pills, uh
And I covered all my killas' bills and fees
If you squeal, nigga, no deal, uh
I'm too real, I just hope you feelin' me

[Chorus]
Niggas say that they made twenty thousand out the bando
I spent twenty thousand tryna bring my f*ckin' mans home
Another twenty thousand puttin' ice on all my friends' throats
Stuff a twenty thousand in my pants so I can stand down
I know they love it when the youngin bring the f*ckin' bands out
Came from nothin', now I'm struttin' in the f*ckin' Benz now
And I be thumbin' through these hundreds like a f*ckin' fan now
I ain't frontin', catch 'em clutchin', there's a f*ckin' man down
And I been thankin' God a nigga made it out the hellhole
Off the block until the top and now I shop off Melrose
Dummy knots inside my socks, 'member used to sell clothes
It's twenty shots inside this Glock, lil' mami throwin' elbows
I got money, everybody actin' like they need me
I was bummy and I swear to God they didn't see me
Make it sunny when I hit the scene with all these VVS
Now it's funny, gotta book a meeting just to see me

[Outro]
Just to see me
Just to see me
Just to see me
Just to see me
Just to see me
Just to see me
Just to see me
Just to see me

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