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"20 Joints"

[Verse 1:]
Smoke till I'm lifeless
All the ice is drippin' when the lights hit
It's like 5 a. m, I work the night shift
I got two main girls and a side chick (pretty bitches)
Papso van in the driveway
Think about ma, drunk on Broadway
Light it up, what it taste like?
Lemonade, when it's made right
These J's ain't out yet
Call my shoe plug, two or three ounces
Bag full of cash, so much I don't count it
Thought I lost my mind, but I just found it (crazy)
New watch, I'm clownin'
Ogs, outta town 'em! (get mine)
Keep the y [?] for the breakdown
I'm paranoid, I'm waitin' for the shakedown
Baby so fly with the headlight
Kiss a few times, tell her get the bread right
Wake up, smoke till I pass out
Only pick the phone up if the bitch cash out (true)
Face down with the ass out
Live so fast, what that bout? (I dunno)
Really, I don't care, I'm a millionaire
You smell the cookie smoke, all in the air

[Hook x2:]
Really they don't smoke like me
I don't really share
Really they don't smoke like me
20 joints in the air

[Verse 2:]
Had to let a pound go
I miss what it felt like
In the drought ya'll
Og from the dope gang
Five drunk bitches on cocaine
Whole studio up
Smoked out, find yo own lane
I'm so loaded in the slow lane
Yeah, I get busy, with yo main plug with me
Ain't slept in a week, blue bills so crispy
Had to bounce back tho
Rap money too damn slow
Killin' with the Xan flow
Pull up in a Lambo
42 a piece if I get em to Atlanta
I didn't wanna kill em so I hit em with the handle
Blood drippin' on my camo
20 grand stuff in the candelar
Metal cans, yeah I up like a vandal (6: 40)
Tell em get the cash right
Really I don't act right
Sprite same color as a black light
Tell em that the bag light
And Bern don't want it
Roll the snowman, with snowman on it
Gin, no tonic, cash, no wallet
Rip Nice, we gon' keep ballin'
And smokin' all this weed

[Hook x2:]
Really they don't smoke like me
I don't really share
Really they don't smoke like me
20 joints in the air

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