20 Joints

Berner

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    Smoke till I'm lifeless
    All the ice is drippin' when the lights hit (bling bling)
    5 A.M., I work the night shift (graveyard)
    I got two main girls and a side chick (pretty bitches)
    Pop's old van in the driveway (driveway)
    Think about ma', drunk on broadway

    Light it up, what it taste like?
    Lemonade, when it's made right (yeah)
    These j's ain't out yet (nope)
    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' (ooh)
    Ogs, outta town 'em!
    Keep the wire for the breakdown
    I'm paranoid, I'm waitin' for the shakedown (fed boys)

    Baby so fly with the headlight
    Kiss a few times, tell her get the bread right
    Wake up, smoke till I pass out (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 don't know)
    Really, I don't care, I'm a millionaire
    You smell the cookie smoke, all in the air, berner

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    Really they don't smoke like me
    I don't really share
    Really they don't smoke like me
    20 joints in the air
    Really they don't smoke like me
    I don't really share
    Really they don't smoke like me

    20 joints in the air
    Had to let a pound go (pound go)
    I miss what it felt like in the drought y'all (dope boy)
    Og from the dope game (dope game)
    Five drunk bitches on cocaine

    Whole studio up smoked out, find yo own lane (own lane)
    I'm so loaded in the slow lane
    Yeah, I get busy, with yo main plug with me
    I ain't slept in a week, blue bills so crispy

    Had to bounce back though
    Rap money too damn slow
    Kill 'em 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 stuffed 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 (bag light)
    And bern don't want it
    Roll the snowman, with snowman on it

    Gin, no tonic, cash, no wallet
    R.I. p nice, we gon' keep ballin'
    And smokin' all this weed
    Really they don't smoke like me
    I don't really share
    Really they don't smoke like me
    20 joints in the air
    Really they don't smoke like me
    I don't really share
    Really they don't smoke like me

    20 joints in the air
    20 joints in the air
    20 joints in the air

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    Composición: Gilbert Anthony Milam Jr.

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