paroles de chanson 20 stories in the air with my chains on (in my bank account) (feat. Myles Per Hour) - Korbin Roe

20 Stories in the air with my chains on
With my chains on
I'm in my bank account
Red dot on my waist
You get sprayed on
Top of the building with my team
Yeah we stay on uh
Molly uh
Money uh
Camera in my bag
Hold up
Hold up
24 Rounds in the mag
24 Rounds in the motherfucking mag

In my village
In my glow
Spent my tax return on two tickets to Lancey Foux
Midnight on I-20 and I'm about to let it go
Cut a nigga off on the highway now he following me home
Yeah and we driving through the city hella lights yuh
No hesitation on the dash I don't think twice
And my swag outrageous that's not something I can hide
Yeah and I get to the money uh
Yeah and I get to the ice yuh

20 Stories in the air with my chains on
With my chains on
I'm in my bank account
Red dot on my waist
You get sprayed on
Top of the building with my team
Yeah we stay on uh
Yeah I hit him in the face uh
Yeah I hit him in his place uh
I don't play no games uh
You sweet like candy cane uh
Yeah
Hold up
Anybody with an issue can get kicked up Liu Kang
High speed my own lane uh

High speed my own lane
High speed my own lane
Swerving in and out of traffic
I can't pick a lane
All these corny niggas
They so fucking lame
All these corny niggas
Look yeah they need to change
Seattle to Atlanta
Atlanta to New York
Jesus piece when I'm outside
I'm trill nigga you know this
Faded in the club with my phone ringing like damn I ain't even notice
Why you crying off a perc like damn nigga you chose this uh

20 Stories in the air with my chains on
With my chains on
I'm in my bank account
Red dot on my waist
You get sprayed on
Top of the building with my team
Yeah we stay on uh