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420 Video (MV)




Performed By: Tre Lucci
Language: English
Length: 2:06
Written by: Torrance McIntyre




Tre Lucci - 420 Lyrics
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I had to take me some time get it right
F*cking this bitch, only here for the night
And this shit is real gassy I go up on prices
I keep that stick like I'm diking
I can't understand these niggas and why they so greedy
She really act like she need me
I'm just trying to be on TV
I know that this is my season
Yeah they say they the real, I'm the realest
I buy these diamonds to swim with the fishes
I got some niggas that's still on my hit list
Yeah I got som bitches that's still on my hit list
No you can't come around you not working my nigga
You not having motion my nigga you lazy
Ran off with that pack and nigga it paid me
I keep some artillery like I'm the navy
If that bitch cheat on me imma leave her not beat her
He making me nervous, I'm grabbing my heater
I don't trust these niggas, these niggas be bitter
I could never ask em for shit, I'm not leeching
I'm burning on cookies and cream till my chest hurt
My nigga locked up, so I'm sending him letters
And I gotta start putting these bitches on schedule
Came to take this shit my nigga I'm not asking
White 97's, Prevaloir on my jacket
Yeah I gotta hit the gun range nigga just for practice
If a nigga play with me imma have to let him have it
Yeah I'm chasing blue-green like a nigga was a Maverick
Know a nigga make it seem like a nigga really having
But I'm cashing these beans and I'm stacking my cabbage
And I don't leave the house and I don't got it with me
I'm dropping the price of exotic four-twenty
I'm selling these bags so I can get plenty
Not saved by the bell like I'm Slater and Screech
But I'm saved by the scale, I know I'm an elite
And I gotta keep going to stay on my feet
Yeah a nigga was hurt, I had to take a knee
If you not talking money then naw we can't meet
If you follow my lead then nigga you gone eat
This shit came in Monday, be gone in a week
I had to take me some time get it right
F*cking this bitch, only here for the night
And this shit is real gassy I go up on prices
I keep that stick like I'm diking
I can't understand these niggas and why they so greedy
She really act like she need me
I'm just trying to be on TV
I know that this is my season
Yeah they say they the real, I'm the realest
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I had to take me some time get it right
F*cking this bitch, only here for the night
And this shit is real gassy I go up on prices
I keep that stick like I'm diking
I can't understand these niggas and why they so greedy
She really act like she need me
I'm just trying to be on TV
I know that this is my season
Yeah they say they the real, I'm the realest
I buy these diamonds to swim with the fishes
I got some niggas that's still on my hit list
Yeah I got som bitches that's still on my hit list
No you can't come around you not working my nigga
You not having motion my nigga you lazy
Ran off with that pack and nigga it paid me
I keep some artillery like I'm the navy
If that bitch cheat on me imma leave her not beat her
He making me nervous, I'm grabbing my heater
I don't trust these niggas, these niggas be bitter
I could never ask em for shit, I'm not leeching
I'm burning on cookies and cream till my chest hurt
My nigga locked up, so I'm sending him letters
And I gotta start putting these bitches on schedule
Came to take this shit my nigga I'm not asking
White 97's, Prevaloir on my jacket
Yeah I gotta hit the gun range nigga just for practice
If a nigga play with me imma have to let him have it
Yeah I'm chasing blue-green like a nigga was a Maverick
Know a nigga make it seem like a nigga really having
But I'm cashing these beans and I'm stacking my cabbage
And I don't leave the house and I don't got it with me
I'm dropping the price of exotic four-twenty
I'm selling these bags so I can get plenty
Not saved by the bell like I'm Slater and Screech
But I'm saved by the scale, I know I'm an elite
And I gotta keep going to stay on my feet
Yeah a nigga was hurt, I had to take a knee
If you not talking money then naw we can't meet
If you follow my lead then nigga you gone eat
This shit came in Monday, be gone in a week
I had to take me some time get it right
F*cking this bitch, only here for the night
And this shit is real gassy I go up on prices
I keep that stick like I'm diking
I can't understand these niggas and why they so greedy
She really act like she need me
I'm just trying to be on TV
I know that this is my season
Yeah they say they the real, I'm the realest
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Writer: Torrance McIntyre
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