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rx peso - 22 of um lyrics

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[chorus]
i put 22 foreign baddies on the flat screen
i get to throwing up the money for my mood swings
i’m pouring up on the muddy, get to seeing things
i threw so much, i ain’t have no choice but tv
i rock the vlone with chanel
got a hundred on me now, i [?] well
still drinking, that’s for my n-gga yams
live alone, that’s who i am
hit a bad -ss b-tch off the ‘gram
there’s so many around, i’ll shout
so you can see what i did at atlanta
i want flat screens going ham

[verse 1]
i got rich, yeah, off of grams
pimp a b-tch, yeah, i’m a player
give her d-ck like [?]
sip this, get high stamina
i’m on tv, yeah, n-gga, the news
spent a hundred thousand on my goons
i got foreigns with me for the mood
hit this cup, take it to the moon
i done put my shooter on the ‘shroom
i get way higher than balloons
i got 22 foreign sl-ts
introduced [?] to the room
i’ma teach her how to get on tv
i’m just too saucy, but a goon
got them hundreds on me, real [?]
so when they see me, i’m on zoom

[chorus]
i put 22 foreign baddies on the flat screen
i get to throwing up the money for my mood swings
i’m pouring up on the muddy, get to seeing things
i threw so much, i ain’t have no choice but tv
i rock the vlone with chanel
got a hundred on me now, i [?] well
still drinking, that’s for my n-gga yams
live alone, that’s who i am
hit a bad -ss b-tch off the ‘gram
there’s so many around, i’ll shout
so you can see what i did at atlanta
i want flat screens going ham

[verse 2]
i got some bad -ss b-tches with me
they’ll understand what a n-gga saying
i’ll shoot up money, money, money, money, money
to pull down your pants
sipping on a big cup of that muddy
roll up 3.5 grams
if he ain’t talking ’bout no hundreds
i don’t understand what he’s saying
n-gga, leave you mad, oh so sad
i’m on rich drugs, no tan
all 22 of they -ss bad
so many racks, you don’t got a chance
i see selena get on zoom zoom
i saw my n-gga yams doubled up a deuce
leave it to the mob if you don’t get a clue
vlone, chanel, too much juice

[chorus]
i put 22 foreign baddies on the flat screen
i get to throwing up the money for my mood swings
i’m pouring up on the muddy, get to seeing things
i threw so much, i ain’t have no choice but tv
i rock the vlone with chanel
got a hundred on me now, i [?] well
still drinking, that’s for my n-gga yams
live alone, that’s who i am
hit a bad -ss b-tch off the ‘gram
there’s so many around, i’ll shout
so you can see what i did at atlanta
i want flat screens going ham



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