"Twin Bitches" lyrics

(Dope man)
You on me right now...
What you say to me? Huh?
Ah shit
What up Wock
It's what they gots to know...
Yeah
Twenty...

I got two twin bitches, I don't know which one mine
Broke as hell on yo' ass, must be waitin' on God
This bitch too damn nasty, I can't tell you what she tried
I just came for the head, I'm not goin' inside
This bitch so damn open, I threw bro a whole line
And yo' nigga doin' bad, I can give that boy a job
Two seats in the car, but three bitches inside
This a whole ass choppa, boy you stupid if you try
Got bows of that cap, who the fuck 'bout to buy
Smell like creed, ain't even know where to buy
Bro brought me Prada shoppin', coming home with like five
In LA, matching eights, don't even know how I'm alive
Thirty K, all fifty's, I ain't come with no blues
She gon' leave out with me, but she came with her dude
High school best dressed, had a hundred pair of True's
I can put you on your feet, or I can put you on the news