2020

It's 2020, bitch, stay in your bag

It's 2020, stay in your bag, ****

Get in your bag, fuck you waitin' for

Who gonna let stop you?

****, nobody

I put it in this bitch, made me nut before one stroke

It's hard to be rich, and then play broke

Baby, give me bikini, and a bottle, and fries, and a sprite

And a side of some deep throat (Give me head, bitch)

Oh, my, oh, my, she fleek, one of a kind, her makeup beat

If you gotta choose between me and someone else, pick them, I'll leave, bye

It's 2020, it's 2020, I end with the bullshit

I ain't with the funny money, I got shooters with me, movin' cautious

And you had a chance with me, too bad you lost it

And I don't need no friendship, no, I won't force it

And I'm with them ooda-oodas, gutaboon, gutabow

And I don't wanna pull out, but at the same time, I don't want a child

'Cause, you know how these bitches be, they ain't playin' fair

And they playin' real foul

And I don't got no tolerance, sugar coatin' shit

Bitch, you better pipe down, you better pipe down

'Fore I run up your shit

Cock up a fit, and go takin your flick

And I'm in my zone, and you ain't stopping it

It's never no action, it's straight politics

And that was just something to afford a stick

They be throwing something, and tagging his shit

Watch how I pull up with a pole tucked, you son of a bitch

And I'm really on time, and you, you know

And I really be sliding, I ain't giving the media no show

This bad little bitch threw the line in

This dumb ****, he done fell for a little ho

They can't believe it, I'm achieving, oh, oh, oh, my god

And I'm with them ooda-oodas, gutaboon, gutabow

And I don't wanna pull out, but at the same time, I don't want a child

'Cause, you know how these bitches be, they ain't playin' fair

And they playin' real foul

And I don't got no tolerance, sugar coatin' shit

Bitch, you better pipe down

And I'm catching mad attention

I'm so hot that my name always trendin'

I could get in my bag, I be killin'

Barely speak what I'm thinking, they be stealin'

Pretty bitch, call her bad to the bone

College dorm, write, while she roam

She need her a real ****, who can run down

Don't need bro to put 'em on

And that's a fact, I got them header headers on you back

I'm with the gang, rolling in the pack

And I put my fingers all up into sacks

And I put my fingers all up in, to track

And I'm with the squad, ****, what you want?

My brothers gonna ride, ****, right or wrong

My fashion aggressive, while I'm, ****, calm

Well, I'm calm

Y'all know when I'm coming

Smoove'L, too big for