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21 - joony 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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