20 Thousand lyrics

[Hook: Dirty Tay]
I was poppin' my sh*t when I had twenty thousand dollars
As soon as I hit she gon' lose a follower
She gon' run and tell her friends make it seem like I’m doggin' her
When I wanna hit that’s the only time I bother her
I’m blowin' sh*t up, who the f*ck want war with me?
n*ggas actin' like hoes runnin' up recordin' me
I’m back on that bullsh*t I ain’t keepin' sh*t cordially
I ain’t tappin' in no n*gga ain’t extortin' me

[Verse 1: Big Scarr]
Stolen scat pack still sat it on some forgies
Trap still pumpin' n*gga come place your order
I was down bad ‘member trappin' out a quarter
Now I’m droppin' hits trendin' in the 4th quarter
Been havin' motion I’m not like these wannabes
Now I’m that n*gga they wanna be
Straight to the top had no choice but to notice me
I’m a young goat all the OG’s they honor me
Perc 10, 15, 20, 30 I’m high like a zombie be
I mix the drink with the Lipton tea
n*ggas make posts ‘cause they scared to beef
G-Star and Gucci that double G
Fresh to death so you know ain’t no touchin' me
Watch your step I got steppers that step for for me
Reach for mine you can die by accessory
[Verse 2: Dirty Tay]
Woah, woah
Glock 26 with a di*k shoot thirty-three
I’m still stayin' down tryna make they ass notice me
My car make a sound before I pull up they already know it’s me
I’m way too playa to let a f*ck n*gga murder me
I know a n*gga traumatized, I see him havin' surgery
I’m still in the streets it ain’t hard to get a verse from me
I’m not in competition it’s only me versus me
If a n*gga mad ‘cause he didn’t get a verse from me
If we had a one nighter then she got a purse from me
Woah, woah
Who the f*ck gon' bet their buyers up and try to murder me?
Me and Dann tore the mall up and spent a diamond piece
I went boujee, I went designer white tee’s
When you step on they neck you can’t let they ass breathe
If that b*tch act up you better let her ass leave

[Hook]
I was poppin' my sh*t when I had twenty thousand dollars
As soon as I hit she gon' lose a follower
She gon' run and tell her friends make it seem like I’m doggin' her
When I wanna hit that’s the only time I bother her
I’m blowin' sh*t up, who the f*ck want war with me?
n*ggas actin' like hoes runnin' up recordin' me
I’m back on that bullsh*t I ain’t keepin' sh*t cordially
I ain’t tappin' in no n*gga ain’t extortin' me