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36nokutz – tre inna 20 lyrics

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[intro]
yeah
pablo juan
hoodrich sh-t
thirty six
(?)
im in the town n-gga
you know w’m saying
you know how im coming man
designer drugs ooh
yeah

[chorus]
yeah yeah
i put a tre inna 20, i like my sh-t muddy
hundred and fifties and twenties
i got get the money
staking the money i got to get it
can’t f-ck with these n-ggas they counterfit
i pull up in foreign my window tented
they can’t see me in it
i rock the cartiers expensive lenses ( cartier’s)
i used to serve nicks stacking up the pennies

[verse 1]
i got a bad little freak she gonna ride with me
(bad little b-tch)
i got a bad little dime with me (she a dime)
i keep them racks like a dime with me (racks)
im in the trap serving bobby and whitney
trap the work from bmore back to the city
i got a 36 that’s chicken (36)
call up my phone better be bout some business
i want the money ain’t stunting these b-tches
i put some ice on my neck like a beast (ice)
ima get rich or die trying like fifty
gotta get money i think i’m addicted
designer drugs im dripping
cop me a molly im tripping (molly)
we don’t drink liquor we lean sipping
f&n glock with the beam in it
pop me a perc and i go to infinity

[bridge]
pop me a percocet and get in on it
f-ck that lil b-tch and her friends
( f-ck that lil b-tch)
drink to much lean and f-ck up kidneys
(drink to much lean)
everywhere i go the strap with me
got bad b-tches with the -ss and the t-tties
got racks on me when i come to your city
givenchy shirt and my shoes they christian
i got a rollie and no its not ticking

[chorus] pablo juan, 36nokutz
i put a tre inna 20, i like my sh-t muddy
hundred and fifties and twenties
i got get the money
staking the money i got to get it
can’t f-ck with these n-ggas they counterfit
i pull up in foreign my window tented
they can’t see me in it
i rock the cartiers expensive lenses
i used to serve nicks stacking up the pennies

[verse] 36nokutz
i made my way with a scale
i might just slide through your trap with bale
talk bout that hustling you n-ggas be scared
hop out that b-tch with with the doors in the air
nina on me with the red infrared
but i still be counting blue faces
ain’t got no choice but to chase it
b-tch im the one like the matrix
hundreds and fifties and twinkies
get out of line leave you stinking
i need that money im fiending
and i don’t let nothing between it (d-mn)
and im so fresh and so high
i must be stunting for jesus (aye)
4 in that cup and im leaning
f-ck her till she paraplegic (yeah)

[bridge]
f-ck her so good i leave that b-tch sleep
4 in my cup slow me down when we speaking
smoking gg out the fronto i need it
that b-tch ain’t sucking no d-ck then im leaving
got that pack money i slide through your bity
my t-shirt givenchy my shoes is expensive
way to much sauce and i drip and im drenching
all of this sauce is gonna get me a million

[chorus]
i put a tre inna 20, i like my sh-t muddy
hundred and fifties and twenties
i got get the money
staking the money i got to get it
can’t f-ck with these n-ggas they counterfit
i pull up in foreign my window tented
they can’t see me in it
i rock the cartiers expensive lenses
i used to serve nicks stacking up the pennies

[break down]
(drink to much lean f-ck up my kidneys
everywhere i go the strap with me ) x4