Evil Twin Pt. 2 (feat. Yung Cel & B1g Ke)

Press on the shit and I stay on my evil twin Spin on your block and I commit a sin Fuck on your bitch and I got all the fizz Bullets they sting like the Sprite with the fizz You care about that bitch she for everybody She set your ass up, you finna get body Niggas be pussy they bunch of nobodies Shit gon' heat up like I stay in the tropics I stay on her mind, I'm top of the top Fuck on your bitch and I'm blockin Nigga I'm bossin', look at our opps and they flockin Get to the bag and no clockin', niggas they copy my route I think that they mocking, shoot from the three like I'm Hardin Get out of my way ain't no pardon Fuck it we lit, go and smoke a zip Tell that bitch this is it Grabbin' the AR, pussy ass niggas be runnin' from me Get the fuck out my face Pussy ass niggas won't let me be Fuckin' this bitch in the back of the Bentley Truck, I guess I'm pushin' P All these girls are drama queens like they on TMZ Got your main girl And she still tryna DM me Bout to blow up Like it's dynamite and TNT When she try to call I'ma leave her on D&D Evil twin shit, you a dummy They crackin' these jokes, you ain't funny Lightin' the blunt, but you smokin' your pack Order it up, we collectin' the rent Spendin' on who, shit we know that shit kept Know that I spend cause I do it in laps Smoke up that loud, smoke up that gas I'm stuck in that closet, not holdin' it back My twin, that's Lilo and Stitch To the end, I'm flippin' the switch Do the most, I kick out that bitch I'm the host and I keep me a stick Got me a blick and it came with a switch With a high ass kick, on some Bruce Lee shit Smoking my zips and I'm taking a trip Evil twin shit, got a blade And it came with a switch Fuck it, we lit, go and smoke a zip Told that bitch, this is it Grabbin' that AR, pussy-ass niggas be runnin' from me Get the fuck out my face Pussy-ass niggas won't let me be Let me be Press on the shit and I stay on my evil twin Spin on your block and I commit a sin Fuck on your bitch and I got all the fizz Bullets they sting like the Sprite with the fizz You care about that bitch she for everybody She set your ass up, you finna get body Niggas be pussy they bunch of nobodies Shit gon' heat up like I stay in the tropics I stay on her mind, I'm top of the top Fuck on your bitch and I'm blockin Nigga I'm bossin', look at our opps and they flockin Get to the bag and no clockin', niggas they copy my route I think that they mocking, shoot from the three like I'm Hardin Get out of my way ain't no pardon