Quani P - 20ball

(I'm in the A just crushed out a venue)
(Run me up a lil 20 ball)

I'm in the A just crushed out a venue
Run me up a lil 20 ball
How many hearts it took me to find you?
Ion think I should let you know
Laughing my way to the bank bitch
That nigga pockets on drought
I met this hoe at the function
Columbian she from the south

And these niggas be on some fake shit
No I ain't trusting a soul
Went mia I've been gone for like 8 weeks
Promise it's not about yall
She calling me dad got nut on her lip
You going out sad I know that you kissed her
I'm in a jag we smoking a zip
Dot on his head he good with a pistol

Yeah, I ain't wanna do him bad
Somebody get him a surgeon
Bullets flying like a bat
Make sure the hollow tip burn em
(Yeah)
I'ma just call up my main bitch
We in the back of the big body whip
She gon blow on my dick like a blowfish
Then onto the next bitch
Am I here?
(Am I here for you?)
What do I say?
(What do I say?)
What do I say to you
In my head all day
In my brain all day
I don't know what, I don't know what to say

I'm in the A just crushed out a venue
Run me up a lil 20 ball
How many hearts it took me to find you?
Ion think I should let you know
Laughing my way to the bank bitch
That nigga pockets on drought
I met this hoe at the function
Columbian she from the south

And these niggas be on some fake shit
No I ain't trusting a soul
Went mia I've been gone for like eight weeks
Promise it's not about yall
She calling me dad got nut on her lip
You going out sad I know that you kissed her
I'm in a jag we smoking a zip
Dot on his head he good with a pistol

Written by:
Dequon Montgomery

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