"2 Phones" lyrics

[Raq Baby:]
Huh, can't through my jack, yeah, I got two phones
He talk crazy, ain't too long 'til he die, we gon' break two bones
Suit up, put my shoes on
Hearin' about some shit we did every time we put the news on
Talk to my mama, tell her it's hard to do right, so that's why we do wrong

Spanish bitch tried to set me up, send my vato to kill her puto
He ain't strong enough play with us, send his bitch ass to JUCO
Ain't goin' for shit, snuck a big-ass switch right inside my blue coat
He died tryna think with his dick and to the sky that you gone
Pop a Perc' and you gone
I never was duckin' shit, I been had murderer songs

[Hurricane Wisdom:]
Ooh, I be with real smackers, come through, tear up every zone
Ayy, ain't nothin' to tell 'em to go
Ain't nothin' to tell a bitch, "No"
Ayy, huh, I press that button, them boys gon' crash, this shit ain't nothin' but a mode
Look like he ain't nothin' but a joke
Ayy, niggas know I beat the block when I see it
Ayy, didn't make it out, is you hearin' me?
Ayy, this is too wide and I'm steerin' it
Ayy, boy gon' go hide
'Cause if he drop that lo', he know I'm clearin' it
And gon' whip this like stolie
Ayy, fuckin' this bitch like I own her
I'll cook in your crib like I own it
Shit, I got two phones, you ain't goin' through shit

[Raq Baby:]
Huh, can't through my jack, yeah, I got two phones
He talk crazy, ain't too long 'til he die, we gon' break two bones
Suit up, put my shoes on
Hearin' about some shit we did every time we put the news on
Talk to my mama, tell her it's hard to do right, so that's why we do wrong