BERNER - 20 Lights lyrics

rate me

Trimming plants, cutting clones

I hear clicks on my phone

Out here and count 90 grand and I’m shipping it home

Six phones, rip set on chrome

Bricks I’mma flip, flip till they gone

Fuck a money counter, count chips on my own

I’m hood rich, I took drips, ’96 I was on

I’m getting strong, two guns and a bag of cash

I’m a legend where I’m from, you don’t have to ask

Stay the state champions

Bring the pele back, I wanna taste the champignon

Caviar sweet like the ambient

Hit the story, buy more bags to put the candy in

Keep the smell away ‘cause snitches wanna hand me in

Tools on the belt like a handyman

Mills, more mills, big rims for the wheels

Can’t say, I just smile, give a fuck how they feel

It’s take over time, street money running industry

Three letter boys wanna see the end of me

Death to my enemies, let them die slowly

I woke up bored and blew 60 on a Rollie

My crib’s huge and my tour bus is smoking

Trust me, I’mma live for all my dead homies

Ex-cons, parolees, there’s killers in my circle

Catching feelings get you hurt, live a killer life, it’s perfect, boy

20 lights