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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

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