24 Lyrics

Money, hoes, cars and clothes

That's how all my niggas roll

Chasing dough, Long Live 24

Whole grain wheat, I need them loafs

This shit so hard, had to YouTube to MP3

I'm a good guy, he reached, so I emptied 3

All that boy know is work, he ain't been to sleep

Need my chicken, my roasted rotisserie

He a bot, I ain't arguing with NPC

Hit his gal, bought his children some Mickey D's

I got her attachments, she sent me three

I live in her head, and the rent is free

But I cannot Maravich like I'm pistol Pete

Except if she the goat in parentheses

Why the fuck they just can't let a nigga be

But they gone swear that I'm wrong when a nigga tweak

Steal the show at the party, make niggas leave

Hands in the air, make a nigga freeze

I don't fear not a person on surface of Earth

This cause just like I bleed, I know niggas bleed

I throw em off, nigga knock it

They making posts, nigga stop it

I want the Lo, nigga drop it

That's all he know, get the profit

Nothing else matters, liquid, solid

Gassing em up, niggas not it

Yall gotta quit counting niggas pockets

That's bottom line, nigga dotted

Quit tryna save her, hero

All that salt dropping, talking to pillows

That boy run straight to the net, he a weirdo

Lot of niggas my sons, damn I feel old

Know them niggas gone step like a euro

I'm going fed like a mole in the Bureau

Spank, like I'm whipping her, shout-out to willow

It's 24's on this whip, it don't sit low, Bitch

Money, hoes, cars and clothes

That's how all my niggas roll

Chasing dough, Long Live 24

Whole grain wheat, I need them loafs

Money, hoes, cars and clothes

That's how all my niggas roll

Chasing dough, Long Live 24

Whole grain wheat, I need them loafs