Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song 20K, artist - Berner. Album song Packs, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 22.12.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Bern One Entertainment
Song language: English
20K |
800 lighter, that’s a quick 96 |
That’s almost 10 mil and I ain’t overnight shit |
I’m in the back of the Maybach, a first class lay flats |
On the way to Spain with raw cuts of that Bay swag |
I hit the powder if it taste good |
Why you tryna roll a gram of Skittles in the grape wood? |
We just throw each other pounds now |
And I been gettin' down since the early 2 thou, wow |
I was back on Junior Street when I blew the whole house up |
Me and Jack just dropped the Drought Season album |
Losin' friends got my white cup dirty |
I’m on footballs too, I don’t wanna die early |
How the pot is so pearly, why it look like that? |
I love to lick the coke brick before a trick came back |
6 hour ride, have a safe trip back |
You grow the cookies too, but it don’t taste like that |
Big dog in the game, I’m a well like rich |
And baby got me my Mercedes and the Presi on my wrist |
I’m a Frisco cat with mob ties up in Sac |
And every Friday I pull a 105 packs |
Yeah, wake the 9 to offer, that’s how you counteract |
My attorney just told me gon' devour that |
I just down to give him 20 thousand cash |
I just down to give him 20 thousand cash |
Yeah, we went from OGs to the sour packs |
Half a mil to fly, they counter that |
She just brought me home, 20 thousand cash |
She just brought me home, 20 thousand cash |
I was one of them niggas had it harder than most |
The cashier love me when I park at the store |
We was pullin' out and sellin' hard at the store |
Rainy a couple feet away but we don’t bothered at all |
You ain’t talkin' McNuggets, what you callin' me for? |
You was laughin' with niggas that was callin' me broke |
It was me and Hans Mozzy in that Honda with pope |
Gang war ready, it’s play beat tryna body your soul |
Bang in peace, Dezy was packagin' most |
Turnin' down 80 dollar day slappin' that hoe |
That oldschool bird still slappin' a lil |
Fell off a couple times, I was adament though |
Long band 'cause the fiends get a bag every show |
love me, they just told me that the battle was dope |
We really aggravated, this is naturally though |
Every member in my gang, we ain’t savages hoe |
Candy for sure, finna pour 4 in the beach |
Remember we used to go broke on sneaks, swear them was the times |
Now the whole squid out doin' the time |
System designed to fuck with your mind, don’t let it break you, yeah |
Yeah, wake the 9 to offer, that’s how you counteract |
My attorney just told me gon' devour that |
I just down to gain 20 thousand cash |
I just down to gain 20 thousand cash |
Yeah, we went from OGs to the sour packs |
Half a mil to fly, they counter that |
She just brought me home, 20 thousand cash |
She just brought me home, 20 thousand cash |
10 thousand in 20's, that’s the hooker fee |
Anythin' is possible baby, look at me |
I was just on the block with you pushin' D |
Now I hit for at least 20 every week |
I hopped on the plane with a cut of weed |
Touched down in Seattle, picked up 100 Gs |
Yeah, the money keep on callin' me |
We up north tryna buy up all the property |
Run it up, bank account lookin' like the lottery |
I just got a text from my mama said she proud of me |
You know a nigga straight economically |
Sittin' at a table full of shooter gang, time to eat |
Time to eat, yeah, we really still in this streets |
20 mil a piece, I close a few deals a week |
Shit, I ain’t never changed |
Baby keep a lil cocaine and some cellophane |
Yeah, wake the 9 to offer, that’s how you counteract |
My attorney just told me gon' devour that |
I just down to gain 20 thousand cash |
I just down to gain 20 thousand cash |
Yeah, we went from OGs to the sour packs |
Half a mil to fly, they counter that |
She just brought me home, 20 thousand cash |
She just brought me home, 20 thousand cash |