24/7
Shottytoobusy
Right up in this shit
We finna make a
Lil goddamn hit
Invented my sauce
Invented this shit
(Huh yeah)
(Huh yeah)
Up days
All night
Twenty-four seven
Round that clock
Twenty-four seven
Round that chop
Twenty-four seven
It stay hot (I'm like oh my god)
Twenty-four
(Yeah)
Like Kobe (I'm like oh my god)
Tell me how I flop
Tell me how I ain't gon' get it
You stay talkin' on my jock (let's go)
Oh, Oh my god
Know they watching from afar (ha ha)
We know who they not
We know who be playing parts (yeah yeah)
Pull out 60 bands in cash (I know they not us)
That lil shit could get 'em sparked
I be talking 'bout my lawyer
You won't catch me going narq
(Flip that thirty twice)
I pull 60 bands in cash
No don't talk about no racks
Cause we know how you went out sad (yeah yeah)
And boy don't swear about no facts
Cause we know how you be on cap
You could act hard on the gram
But we know that you not that
I spend forty bands on risks
To clear up forty bands in tax (oh oh)
Tell me lil gang
How the fuck are we alike
'Cause I be chilling in the lab (Huh yeah)
And you steady on my dick
Tryna react (woah woah)
I see these prods moving weird
Boy you ain't even on the map
Yeah (No you not)
Like DS2
I serve the base
I get the chedder
(Oh lets go)
Like CS2
My twin gon'
Keep them dual berettas (bah bah)
He get rolled right in the blunt
We gon spark him
Then we dead him
Going up
Not talking up it
Talking whole 'nother level (whole 'nother)
Talking whole lotta bank (yeah)
Got a whole lotta Ks (woah woah)
She ran through a whole lotta dick
Now that hoe
Not the same (yeah yeah)
Got MPeezy for the pack
And we get it for the same (goddamn)
You stay smoking on some ass
If your P
Less then a K
Up days
All night
Twenty-four seven
Round that clock
Twenty-four seven
Round that chop
Twenty-four seven
It stay hot (I'm like oh my god)
Twenty-four
(Yeah)
Like Kobe (I'm like oh my god)
Tell me how I flop
Tell me how I ain't gon' get it
You stay talkin' on my jock (let's go)
Oh, Oh my god
Know they watching from afar (ha ha)
We know who they not
We know who be playing parts (yeah yeah)
Pull out 60 bands in cash (I know they not us)
That lil shit could get 'em sparked
I be talking 'bout my lawyer
You won't catch me going narq
(Flip that thirty twice)
Right up in this shit
We finna make a
Lil goddamn hit
Invented my sauce
Invented this shit
(Huh yeah)
(Huh yeah)
Up days
All night
Twenty-four seven
Round that clock
Twenty-four seven
Round that chop
Twenty-four seven
It stay hot (I'm like oh my god)
Twenty-four
(Yeah)
Like Kobe (I'm like oh my god)
Tell me how I flop
Tell me how I ain't gon' get it
You stay talkin' on my jock (let's go)
Oh, Oh my god
Know they watching from afar (ha ha)
We know who they not
We know who be playing parts (yeah yeah)
Pull out 60 bands in cash (I know they not us)
That lil shit could get 'em sparked
I be talking 'bout my lawyer
You won't catch me going narq
(Flip that thirty twice)
I pull 60 bands in cash
No don't talk about no racks
Cause we know how you went out sad (yeah yeah)
And boy don't swear about no facts
Cause we know how you be on cap
You could act hard on the gram
But we know that you not that
I spend forty bands on risks
To clear up forty bands in tax (oh oh)
Tell me lil gang
How the fuck are we alike
'Cause I be chilling in the lab (Huh yeah)
And you steady on my dick
Tryna react (woah woah)
I see these prods moving weird
Boy you ain't even on the map
Yeah (No you not)
Like DS2
I serve the base
I get the chedder
(Oh lets go)
Like CS2
My twin gon'
Keep them dual berettas (bah bah)
He get rolled right in the blunt
We gon spark him
Then we dead him
Going up
Not talking up it
Talking whole 'nother level (whole 'nother)
Talking whole lotta bank (yeah)
Got a whole lotta Ks (woah woah)
She ran through a whole lotta dick
Now that hoe
Not the same (yeah yeah)
Got MPeezy for the pack
And we get it for the same (goddamn)
You stay smoking on some ass
If your P
Less then a K
Up days
All night
Twenty-four seven
Round that clock
Twenty-four seven
Round that chop
Twenty-four seven
It stay hot (I'm like oh my god)
Twenty-four
(Yeah)
Like Kobe (I'm like oh my god)
Tell me how I flop
Tell me how I ain't gon' get it
You stay talkin' on my jock (let's go)
Oh, Oh my god
Know they watching from afar (ha ha)
We know who they not
We know who be playing parts (yeah yeah)
Pull out 60 bands in cash (I know they not us)
That lil shit could get 'em sparked
I be talking 'bout my lawyer
You won't catch me going narq
(Flip that thirty twice)
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Writer(s): Daniel Segal
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