ROARING TWENTIES

[Hook]
It’s the motherfuckin’ roaring twenties
More money, more problems
Countin’ more twenties
More money, more problems
Countin’ more benjis
Hoes love me, hoes hate me
We got so many
She pull her skirt up for your boy like it’s the
Roaring twenties
More money, more problems
Countin’ more twenties
More money, more problems
Countin’ more bеnjis
Hoes love me, hoеs hate me
We got so many
She pull her skirt up for your boy like it’s the roaring twenties

[Verse]
A twenty dollar bill make that ass shake
I give you one dime for a twenty dollar hand shake
Twenty back strokes give her back pains
I got green everywhere around me, look like grass stains
All the single ladies, keep your hand raised
She a foreign shorty, so we using Google Translate
Did a couple things that I can’t say
If she want the truth, then I’m ripping off the band-aid
2020 vision with the black frames
Roaring twenties, but it's feeling like a second Black Plague
We are not the same, what a damn shame
Back then, I got mad shade from my classmates
But, I guess that’s the way it go
Draw a line up in the sand, we got the SOS like “SAVE OUR SOULS”
Ain’t nobody eating off my plate, I’m taking those to-go
Tell her that she trippin’ if she think that I’m gon’ pay for both
‘Cause, she an expensive bitch
When the waiter come around, I ask for separate checks
Now she go and tell her friends this ain’t no regular dick
Tell her say my name louder, needs more emphasis
Said I got a couple hits that I can bless you with
And she got a couple friends and they extra thick
I can’t keep a bitch around don’t need the extra stress
I make her pack up all her things like it’s class dismissed

[Hook]
It’s the motherfuckin’ roaring twenties
More money, more problems
Countin’ more twenties
More money, more problems
Countin’ more benjis
Hoes love me, hoes hate me
We got so many
She pull her skirt up for your boy like it’s the
Roaring twenties
More money, more problems
Countin’ more twenties
More money, more problems
Countin’ more benjis
Hoes love me, hoes hate me
We got so many
She pull her skirt up for your boy like it’s the roaring twenties