"My Twin" lyrics

"My Twin"

(Grrr grr paw, paw paw paw)
(Keep adding keep, adding this shit man)
(Savvy you are a genius)

I ain't never met a nigga make me feel like this (paw paw)
He make me wanna gride a glizzy and get on some drill shit (grr grr paw)
Wake a Gucci feline and a fifty and a clip
Nigga steady fuckin' shit (paw paw)
I make my nigga pack your whip

Grr grr paw paw paw
Bitch, yeah we on your ass
Here's my twin he rock a mess so I rock a mess
There's my twin so if he blast then I gotta blast (bow bow)
Get out the corner walk you down we gon keep your head

He-he used to used to rock a Fay he a dre head now
Tatted all on the face smell good he fine
Imma thot his pussy back and let him kill it from the side
Imma ride for my nigga yeah imma do the time
Baby take me on a drill, you know Sexxy down to slide
I can tell that boy you're demon, I can see it in his eyes
I like him talk dark and fine, you know pressure get applied
Jumping out we happy pieces, I'm like Bonnie he my Clyde

I ain't never met a nigga make me feel like this
He make me wanna gride a glizzy and get on some drill shit
Wake a Gucci feline and a fifty and a clip
Nigga steady fuckin' shit
I make my nigga pack your whip

Grr grr paw
Bitch, yeah we on your ass
Here's my twin he rock a mess so I rock a mess
There's my twin so if he blast then I gotta blast (I gotta blast)
Get out the corner walk you down we gon keep your head

You ain't never met a bitch that make you feel like this
With a gangster attitude and a ass so fat
I like a nigga with a chick, fuck him good and throw that neck
If the law trunk's behind us then that bitch's ass gettin' straight

You ain't never met a bitch that make you feel like this huh
Anytime he home when I be biting on his lips huh
You bitches telling lying for my nigga I flip sign
There's my dawg there's my dirty mama stepper we gat big gun
You fuck with him you fuck with me not that little girl off her feet
Don't let these glasses fool you ain't a thing about me sweet
All your asses we gat beef put a pothole in your teeth
Don't do no Instagram or tweet
We stand on business in these streets

I ain't never met a nigga make me feel like this
He make me wanna gride a glizzy and get on some drill shit
Wake a Gucci feline and a fifty and a clip
Nigga steady fuckin' shit
I make my nigga pack your whip

Grr grr paw paw
Bitch, yeah we on your ass
Here's my twin he rock a mess so I rock a mess
There's my twin so if he blast then I gotta blast
Get out the corner walk you down we gon keep your head


Writer(s): Janae Wherry
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