21

21 finally legally dangerous
Try me I'm banging, leaving that boy Like
What you on, My eyes always scanning
Know Peons is canning, .223 Keep that Like Mike
.223 keep that Like Mike

Perfect time to go up check my watch
Lose its mind catch a breeze in that drop
Ain't no sense I need bills what you thought
Hand to hand movements I flipped me a knot
Hand to hand skills shoot a opp any palm
PYT gotta baddie keep her at the spot
Keep my shit in her purse if the feds tryna plot
Trust Not in my vocab keep assortment of glocks

Bird said she need her some cash, I said get you a trick
Hard on a bop like I'm hard on my chick
What's a P wit no money coming in off a trip
What's a G wit no family eating well off of him
Like like like
You Played the block like Dikembe'
Got u a bag but you Had em all fiending
Look at u now they real proud to see yo ass winning
Least thing you could do's have em eating

20 racks
Ya I touched that at 20 Now I'm 21 gripping bout 50
Zpap
Holding bout like 4 pounds, On my hip a big glocky a .50

Why the fuck would I lack know they wanna come get me
God up on my side They Can't see my flesh living
Known for putting that shit in they face yelling strip it
Gangsta party everytime I touch down got new grips in
Gangster party crib filled up wit straps dykes & women

Shake that ass wanna see that thang drop
Bitches up on they knees, dollars drop
VIP inna back of the back where it pop
All that mess niggas made wit they mouth gotta stop
Cleant em out when I seen em That Get Back was strong
Dollar Bill off a playa's club broke as a fool
Cashing checks wit ya tongue boy you not living long

Perfect time to go up check my watch
Lose its mind catch a breeze in that drop
Ain't no sense I need bills what you thought
Hand to hand movements I flipped me a knot
Hand to hand skills shoot a opp any palm
PYT gotta baddie keep her up at the spot
Keep my shit in her purse if the feds tryna plot
Trust Not in my vocab keep assortment of glocks

Bird said She need her some cash, I said get you a trick
Hard on a bop like I'm hard on my chick
What's a P wit no money coming in off a trip
What's a G wit no family eating well off a him
Like like like
You Played the block like Dikembe'
Got u a bag but you Had em all fiending
Look at u now they real proud to see yo ass winning
Least thing you could do's have em eating

21 finally legally dangerous
Try me I'm banging, leaving that boy Like
What you on, My eyes always scanning
Know Peons is canning, .223 Keep that Like Mike
.223 keep that Like Mike



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Writer(s): Samuel Amenyah
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