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joony - 21 lyrics

[chorus]
i just put 10 on my wrist
i just put 10 on my fit
i just put 10 on your b+tch
i was just f+cked up n+gga woke up and got rich
d+mn, n+gga come see if im bout it
broke ass n+gga, yall childish
b+tch we got plenty guns
i just turned 21
put 21 on an audi
put 21 on an audi truck
im in the club with these b+tches they fat as f+ck
im in the vip wit yo b+tch tryna back it up
black truck b+tch w my diamonds they white as f+ck
n+gga my diamonds they white as f+ck
ice in yo chain is slight as f+ck
boy you my son they can tell cuz you biting us
(bop, bop, bop)
n+ggas shooting ain’t fighting us
[verse]
uh, uh, yeah
tell me about it
she just wanna f+ck
get stuck get sl!ck
suck d+ck
feel s+xy about it
b+tch don’t stress me about it
touch what’s mine might catch me a body
came a long a way out the county
b+tch suck d+ck she don’t know nothing about me
she don’t know nothing but my nickname
all she know i make my money in 10 ways
fat b+tt, i gave that lil b+tch a nickname
no you can’t trust what that b+tch say
n+gga i’m happy i’m coolin
n+gga whats up with your jеweler?
sh+t look like it camе out of the cooler
n+gga need to go take sh+t back you foolish
touch on my brothers you done yes
i’ll have you crying like onions
big drake b+tch hold a hundred
leave you with bullet holes same size as funions
n+gga i’m hitting whoever
n+gga i’m hitting whoever
big joon baby i come with that pressure
who want smoke? you ain’t want no tension
[chorus]
i just put 10 on my wrist
i just put 10 on my fit
i just put 10 on your b+tch
i was just f+cked up n+gga woke up and got rich
d+mn, n+gga come see if im bout it
broke ass n+gga, yall childish
b+tch we got plenty guns
i just turned 21
put 21 on an audi
put 21 on an audi truck
im in the club with these b+tches they fat as f+ck
im in the vip wit yo b+tch tryna back it up
black truck b+tch w my diamonds they white as f+ck
n+gga my diamonds they white as f+ck
ice in yo chain is slight as f+ck
boy you my son they can tell cuz you biting us
(bop, bop, bop)
n+ggas shooting ain’t fighting us

- joony lyrics

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