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Lyricist: Berner
Lyrics:
I'm ridin', smokin', I live by the ocean A deep coat filled with cash, I ain't boastin' I touch them I used to rock a duck tail Learned how to milk a bitch to make a drug sale I seen a million dollars in cash All zombies in the TL Even though I miss a block flood a retail An SS I'm on track, ain't no way they gonna derail When you see burn, it's a light show Hella , fire like a pyro Keep your gun clean, it's a cold world I just took a hundred thousand outta old girl Real patient, I miss North Beach Late night, 'round 'round, 4G
A hundred joints is number twenty Many bitches, crazy money If you smoke, hope it's from me Selling dope in other countries A hundred joints is number twenty Many bitches, crazy money If you smoke, hope it's from me Selling dope in other countries
I'm moving different, they laugh when they tripping , I'm not slipping The bitch brought me the bag, I'm not pimping covered in rocks, I watch glisten I'm on a , to start a side show Now I'm trying to raise five-o You smoke , where the fish scale They want a shot with me, order big scale used to be a little longer The bitch call me daddy, I'm not a father Dirty water, I've been living in a rat race I've been smoking all day for the taste
A hundred joints is number twenty Many bitches, crazy money If you smoke, hope it's from me Selling dope in other countries A hundred joints is number twenty Many bitches, crazy money If you smoke, hope it's from me Selling dope in other countries
A hundred joints is number twenty I need some air, this motherf*cker smoked out Twenty joints, part two A hundred joints is number twenty Shout out to
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