23 (feat. Flint Morse)

Twenty-three, Twenty-three Twenty-three, Twenty-three Twenty-three, Twenty-three Twenty-three, Two Three Twenty-three, Twenty-three Twenty-three, Twenty-three Two Three, Two Three Two Three, Yeah Twenty-three, Yeah Twenty-three, Yeah Wooh, Ah 23 My birthday was on the 23rd of the month Oh And then I couldn't tell you that cause you weren't up I made the Twenty third day, the best day Cause it was my birthday Yeah yeah, I gotta know Do you f*ck with me so Cause it's really something that you probably wanna know Does he have his own car Does he have his own spot Does he mess around with those chickenheads at the park Probably would, if I was Two Three Probably if you knew me back then you'd see Yeah It got freaky Plenty Money With the baddest chicks and alcohol Two Three Twenty-three, Twenty-three Twenty-three, Twenty-three Twenty-three, Twenty-three Twenty-three, Two Three Twenty-three, Twenty-three Twenty-three, Twenty-three Two Three, Two Three Two Three, Yeah Twenty-three, Yeah Twenty-three, Yeah Twenty-three At age Two Three Was down on my lowest Shit that I been through It made me a poet Just tryna survive This world is the coldest These niggas is savage They'll be your friends for the moment Bitches they come and they go They get that one thing and then roll I just sit back and I watch them Just how they be tricking them hoes Go head baby get your dough Can't be mad at you though Now she all up in the zone Two Three, Two Three I'm all about making green Money Mayweather machine I'm just tryna get to that sixth ring Like the Two Three on me F*ck it, just call me the goat I'm prepared to make you Float Ain't no time being wasted I'm just running up the dough Twenty-three, Twenty-three Twenty-three, Twenty-three Twenty-three, Twenty-three Twenty-three, Two Three Twenty-three, Twenty-three Twenty-three, Twenty-three Two Three, Two Three Two Three, Yeah Twenty-three, Yeah Twenty-three, Yeah