No Twins

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(Wild, wild, wild, wild, wild)
(Wild, wild, wild, wild, wild)
(Wild, wild, wild, wild, wild,)

You not my nigga
You not my twin (f*ck no)
You not brother
F*ck that bitch, you can't get in
Hell na
Got whips all black
You know I'm trappin out the benz
Hell na
VVS certified, the shine fuckin up lens
Hell na

I used to have the drac on my lap
F*ck it
Saint lo known I was juggin out the trap
F*ck it
Everybody want to trip serving out the smoke they can't duck it
13 sent at you if I miss then you got lucky
I was sippin on the mud
Tiptoeing in the dirt
Steady trippin off the bud
Knew I'd never go to work
Ran up digits on the car keyes might go buy that bitch a new birk
Taste the codiene trippin off the red mixed it up with the purple
She ask a nigga for purse
I told her bitch go to church
Asked for a quarter but breakin off ten servin dimes like dirk
Said I changed my nigga
I'm lying bitch I might smirk
I like this lean in my cup sipping drank, f*ck it purp

Where you at nigga?
On 400 wit my slimes
Riding down the E way serving 4's na f*ck it fives
Bitch bad as f*ck I shoot my shot I might just
Fye
Fye
Fye
Fye
Fire at em
Know them hoes from the codes so where they at I might just slide at them
Drop a bag I'm on yo head picked up then I aim right at them
Digits up I'm counting green fasho you know I might add em
Cali weed that shit exotic boxing out of my attic

That's my slime that's my nigga (na for real)
check green cause I been runnin up big figures (On my nigga)
Niggas hating cause they know my pockets bigger
Na for real
Acting out can't make a scene
When I'm ridin in that
Track hawk
Forgis fucking up the asphalt
Saint lo juggin for them packs dawg
Ass phat dawg
Know I'm ridin windows tinted
Matte black dawg
All this zine in my cup got me blacked out

You not my nigga
You not my twin (f*ck no)
You not brother
F*ck that bitch, you can't get in
Hell na
Got whips all black
You know I'm trappin out the benz
Hell na
VVS certified, the shine fuckin up lens
Hell na

Drop the lo hoe
Change my name to saint nick cause watch how fast I drop a hoe hoe
Saint gon wipe your nose
Might go cop a bitch but I ain't fucking wit these hoes
Might go above the rim when niggas trippin off dat dro
Man f*ck that bitch
Know I fucked that bitch I might sliding with like six
God damn Bitch I'm high as hell
Desert eagle sent him to the sky that nigga fly as hell
Why?
These bitch ass niggas keep on trying me
Designer on my body I don't know nobody fly as me
Damn
Woah
Bitch I serve dat cream
Double cup of that duce it might be fuckin up my spleen
Played the game like KD but now she switching up to my team
Oh that bitch she fine
And mean (oh she fine)
Why that hoe gon keep lying
She green (she not mine)
I been wasting my time
On me
(Can't waste my time)
Yellow pockets stuffed with them blues
And greens

You not my nigga
You not my twin (f*ck no)
You not brother
F*ck that bitch, you can't get in
Hell na
Got whips all black
You know I'm trappin out the benz
Hell na
VVS certified, the shine fuckin up lens
Hell na

(Wild, wild, wild, wild, wild)
(Wild, wild, wild, wild, wild,)
Wild
Wild
Wild

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Written by: Londyn Lomax

Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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