20 MIL

Walk up in the spot dressed better than yo granddaddy Said she home alone, told her send that addy Talk wit' yo mouth full if you feelin' chatty Two twin bitches in my bed, no Liv and Maddie 4-0 in my tummy and a blunt on me You don't squabble, you just love to call yo big homies You tryna be Tony, bitch I been Tony Better just call me yo professor how I teach this lesson Swear this shit ain't no game, this shit ain't for testin' Better get up out that bed, this ain't yo place of restin' Finna pop like Smith and Wesson, she won't quit textin' If a bitch dub me, she just dodged her blessing I was just a kid when I knew I would get a million Now I'm old enough to know I need twenty Multiply that by the amount of blunts I faced this week I say the number right now, you'll think I'm funny I was in my bag till I stopped then got right back in it It's only right to pass gas the way I'm shittin' You can't hit the blunt, this a different feelin' One puff'll send 'em up and I ain't tryna break my ceiling I'm in overdrive She said "Why you never show me love?" bitch I'm froze inside They say they done got one of my dawgs, we gone go and slide 'Cause you know if it's me and my dawgs, better go and hide 'Cause we going ham I don't even gotta say wassup, my bro know the plan Know the uzi hit 'em when you see 'em do the shoulder dance Two twin glocks side to side like they holdin' hands