20 on a Necklace BIGBABYGUCCI
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[Chorus]
Told the jeweler make the shit so damn wet
I could walk on water
Old nigga hatin' ’cause a nigga stay flexin'
Prolly 'cause I fucked his daughter
Say she wanna fuck, need a drop top Lexus
Finna spend twenty on a necklace
Do you wanna speak to my old friend, Benjamin?
Lame nigga steady on the internet
Ain’t in with the gang, lil' nigga, need a membership
Like a Scream movie, yeah we killin' him
Rude boy talk, swear to God I'm a menace
I be beachside out in Venice
Niggas steady talkin', "Blah, blah," I ain't in it
Unless it's 'bout the bag that I’m gettin’
Checks comin' in, they be mad for a minute
All these diamonds in my mouth, just be mad at the dentist
[Verse]
Lame nigga wanna beef, wanna be the enemy
One shot to the head then I’m gone, like he Kennedy
Drive slow, hit the lights, make sure that he ain't seein' me
Be a cold day in hell 'fore a lil’ nigga beat me
You gotta stand more for the GT
You gotta risk more for a few keys
I left the BOA with a new me
Bank teller said she wanna do me
I've been on my grind, you a newbie
I'm a real one, don't lose me
You an actor, don't act so profusely
All these rappers are acts that amuse me
I be so high, think I levitate
She hopin' we never separate
I'm just hopin' I don't go back, Section 8
Hit the gas then I die, gotta resuscitate
Told the jeweler make the shit so damn wet
I could walk on water
Old nigga hatin' ’cause a nigga stay flexin'
Prolly 'cause I fucked his daughter
Say she wanna fuck, need a drop top Lexus
Finna spend twenty on a necklace
Do you wanna speak to my old friend, Benjamin?
Lame nigga steady on the internet
Ain’t in with the gang, lil' nigga, need a membership
Like a Scream movie, yeah we killin' him
Rude boy talk, swear to God I'm a menace
I be beachside out in Venice
Niggas steady talkin', "Blah, blah," I ain't in it
Unless it's 'bout the bag that I’m gettin’
Checks comin' in, they be mad for a minute
All these diamonds in my mouth, just be mad at the dentist
[Verse]
Lame nigga wanna beef, wanna be the enemy
One shot to the head then I’m gone, like he Kennedy
Drive slow, hit the lights, make sure that he ain't seein' me
Be a cold day in hell 'fore a lil’ nigga beat me
You gotta stand more for the GT
You gotta risk more for a few keys
I left the BOA with a new me
Bank teller said she wanna do me
I've been on my grind, you a newbie
I'm a real one, don't lose me
You an actor, don't act so profusely
All these rappers are acts that amuse me
I be so high, think I levitate
She hopin' we never separate
I'm just hopin' I don't go back, Section 8
Hit the gas then I die, gotta resuscitate
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