Address - 24hrs

Ayy Twenty

Hella kush with this Louis V du-rag

Blue Benz, I just pulled off with the paper tags

This for my day shift and my night shift girls

This for my day shift and my night shift girls

24hrs…

And… hold up, hold up, hold up

Address, she keep askin' for the address

Address, she keep askin' for the address

She mad pressed, that mean she can’t get the address

She mad pressed, that mean she can’t get the address

Address, she keep askin' for the address

Address, she keep askin' for the address

She mad pressed, that mean she can’t get the address

She mad pressed, that mean she can’t get the address

Light wrist, right wrist my shit like a crisis

Diamonds on my left flooded, hope that you can swim, bitch

And we make a movie every time so you should film this

Me and Oscar in Vancouver riding in a limo

I don’t wanna hear your SoundCloud or your demo

I just got to hip to Twenty, damn lil' bitch you super late

Everything a film to me, my lifestyle like a Super 8

Twenty, Twenty, Twenty, hold up you know he gon' eat the beat

Paul, Paul, Paul, Paul, you know he gon' sit with me

She gon' throw it back for me

I hit your ho, look back for me

Throwed her like it’s cee-lo, touch down in the T. O

She said, «Twenty you ain’t no good, saw you brought out Roy Wood$»

Address, she keep askin' for the address

Address, she keep askin' for the address

She mad pressed, that mean she can’t get the address

She mad pressed, that mean she can’t get the address

Address, she keep askin' for the address

Address, she keep askin' for the address

She mad pressed, that mean she can’t get the address

She mad pressed, that mean she can’t get the address

Put her in an Uber, she ain’t never got the address

Dropped 5 bands on the YSL leather dress

Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, they know Twenty is a customer

We went to Coachella, man hurry, all the drugs with her

Pop back, pop back, know a young nigga gon' play this

She said, «Twenty, oh my God, my favorite

I think you might make it in my playlist»

Turn up, turn up, put a young nigga in the playlist

Turn up, turn up, put a young nigga in the playlist

Turn up, turn up, fuck a young nigga to the playlist

Turn up, turn up, shawty just work that day shift

Turn up, turn up, put a young nigga in the playlist

Address, she keep askin' for the address

Address, she keep askin' for the address

She mad pressed, that mean she can’t get the address

She mad pressed, that mean she can’t get the address

Address, she keep askin' for the address

Address, she keep askin' for the address

She mad pressed, that mean she can’t get the address

She mad pressed, that mean she can’t get the address

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Like I knew you would

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Show me somethin' good

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I’ma throw these ones

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