[crowd countdown]
I don’t got no millions I’m at it tho
Bank account prolly on Adderall
New year new money new fashion hoe
Silk set the trend and the bar lil hoe
Her Ass so fat that’s my new pillow
Ima climb thru that girl like the opps window
Body full of gas
Body on citgo
I just smoked 30 grams rolling up 10 more
4.5 in my wood fuck a extendo
.45 make em d-d-duck like limbo
Bullets making music that yo feet gon dance to
Bodies start jumping like instrumentals
Foreign bitch with me you can check credentials
2 hoes 1 me what I’m into
Stacking up the paper
Like the paper my gang crew
Niggas stacking all all up like deuce deuce
New year New haters nigga new tools
Stray from that life it’s in my blood
I gotta recoup
Never trade the coupe in we just recoup
Why we gon throw away the pistol if it still shoot
U the first in ya family to jump off the porch
Lil nigga I was born off the front porch
I was raised as a prince
Nigga Bonjour
Im talkin talking plug prices
Wen I’m on tour
I’m talkin to the plug
About setting up a tour
10 toes down like a skateboard
It get hard get in ya bag nigga dust it off
I ain’t even asking nigga for a hand out
I don't wanna see ya hands when them bands out
Put on a mask cheer for the team like a mascot
I’m peeping all fuckery it’s standing out
All the Fuck shit get cut off at 12 o’clock
Girl that petty ass shit don't make my dick hard
Tell the girl to give me brains now im getting smart
Yeaaah Yeaah
Can’t let u get me out my element
The trunk in the front like a elephant
This year I just pray for some bigger bands
Already had bitches don’t give a damn
Already got vision
Attempt the plan
Thumb thru that money like I’m texting yea
Thumb threw new hundreds first of the year
Letting that choppa off loud and clear
[gun fire celebration]
20:18 was written by Lil Silk.
20:18 was produced by DrugMoneyMusik.