20 Blues Freestyle

You gon' fuck around and die from allis goop, don't try to shoot

Who got these hoes mad? Who got the juice?

I done flew the coupe at 18, had a Benz by 22

I'ma let him think it's sweet, we barrel-swapped the 22

If I put rims on this bitch, I'm slidin' off on 22s

Pop him like a perk, we did the job for 20 blues

Pull up 100 deep, that's 50 hands and 50 shoes (Not everybody with the shit nigga)

Or I could pull up by myself, that's one click and 100 booms

I'm tryn catch him, stretch him, bang out, take the K out, change his face

I'm gon' chase him, spank him, hang him, hawk his ass down like a race