Lyrics:
kiss em'
Is it the be -izz-urp?
The words of wisdom
Pack protection for my worm when I'm goin' fishin'
I'll dick you chick
Then I diss you quick
The hit
walk in the room
Lil bitch i tweaking i be geeking off these shrooms (I Be)
Hoe hand me ya phone then you could walk up in this room
I don't got no
Ian calling niggas twin there ain't nothing like me
I was fucking on some twins and they both Pisces
And could prolly fuck again cause they both like
Pastor sitting by your bedside, reading you psalms
I told you 50/50 was pissed, now just leave him alone
[Hook - 8x]
I feel like life is so unfair
(I feel
when I left
Damn, both of the twins out of breath
RIP to the bricks we came up in
Childhood friends I won't see again
I never could see this shit back
problem one and one make two
How about we go and getting popping
Cannot take it slow I'm never stopping
You could never find a better option
I'm money
On da corner like where klay be
There's no weapon formed against me That's gon break me
Bible on the dash can you protect me
Doing the wrong things
Can't stop uh
Twin pistols but got no Glocks
Show stop uh
Catch a body if my bro shot
Won't stop uh
I won't miss you, rip yo tissue
With like 4 shots
got explosive
Surrounded by fire there’s nobody touching the kid
I got promoted
I’m guessing they know what it is
I cover the drill
You got demoted
You
nothing that could make me believe
There's a nigga rappin' liver than me, you feel me
You in a class of your own, Bumpy's in the zone
Leave Bumpy
nothing that could make me believe
There's a nigga rappin' liver than me, you feel me
You in a class of your own, Bumpy's in the zone
Leave Bumpy
could be the end of pagans. Veil the hive, they're getting closer.
Untold demise
Hear the dead call
Hear it soon
Hear the dead call
Hear them call you
***MICHEL'LE***
Keep my kids frost like they was born in east L.A.
Told yo' buy yo' weed by the ounce, twins lets bi-dounce
That shit they talkin' don't add
curry cuz you know I'm so hot
Like Thompson I make it wet and you know that's a fat bet
I'm ready bitch so bring it on
Beat the beat like donkey Kong
But
Whoa, whoa (ah)
Whoa, whoa (you could say that shit again but do you live by it? Yeah)
Whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa (ah, Based1 got them bands, ho)
(Great John on the beat, by the way)
Huh, I just ran the bag up, and you bad luck
And I don't do the snakes, so I gotta keep the grass cut
Gang
this ain't the squash beef state
You thinkin' make up, we thinkin' Lark Voorhies face
The twin Eagle'll air his coupe, might as well ride by in
slimes
Free all my twins still doin time
Not a day that go by that ya aint on my mind
Yung nigga i really just be on my grind
5 Fa eva bitch im bangin
think that it's World War II
By the way 1500 gon' slide with the cannon
I really don't be doin' shit to these niggas
But just let me talk, and I'll
the back
Nigga go by, just be dissin', nigga, I ain't spint' for real
Go Ask lil' mir how I had yo ho in the box, she like to spit for real
4100 trum just
worry
You could be Kim K
Way you talk dirty
Couple mo' cameras
Couple mo' angles
You and your friend
Like Siamese twins
I'm fucking at the same time
Same
of tyrants and violence,
I'm flossing my diamonds, by the grace of Capo, in he mist of the hood, and it should be all good,
But murders go down, you know they
way better
Most these suckas gone rat, jus for a likkle cheddar
Damn
Smoke my quads and I think
Everything could be gone by the next time you blink
I
could see me hoppin' off jets
Cause I be high off these drugs, I can see me hoppin' off jets
Because my music like drugs, Ko, my slatt if shit get messy
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