"TWO TONE" lyrics

Ayy
I'm like since you poppin' all that shit, you better slide for that (Chophouze on the track)
Ha
Look (2 Side made the beat go)

Since you poppin' all that shit, you better slide for that (Look)
And I'm pullin' up on bitches, ain't no typin' back (Look)
Cartier Santos bust two-tone (Look)
Two-tone fine-ass dick, redbone (Look)
Two-tone two-seater with the roof gone (Look)
Two-tone two-seater with the roof gone (Ha)
I done spent a hundred G's on just purses alone (Alone)
Your nigga is annoying and he won't leave me alone (He won't leave me alone)

When I hop up off the plane, ain't no suitcase packed (Ain't no suitcase packed)
You the type of bitch to take a pic, return that Louis bag (Broke bitch)
You the type of nigga takin' pics with all your homie straps (Bum nigga, ha)
You the type of nigga takin' three months to move a pack
You a loudmouth-ass bitch, but you ain't sayin' nothin'
I'm the type of bitch to make a nigga bust, three minutes max (Ha)
I'm the type of bitch that you can't fuck with, baby girl, relax (Relax)
I'm the type of bitch that's in the party tuckin' on a strap (Baby girl, relax)

Since you poppin' all that shit, you better slide for that (Look, relax)
And I'm pullin' up on bitches, ain't no typin' back (Look, relax)
Cartier Santos bust two-tone (Look)
Two-tone fine-ass dick, redbone (Look, relax)
Two-tone two-seater with the roof gone (Look)
Two-tone two-seater with the roof gone (Ha)
I done spent a hundred G's on just purses alone (Baby girl, relax)
Your nigga is annoying and he won't leave me alone (Baby girl, relax)

I swear to God these bitches got me fucked up
I swear to God these bitches got me fucked up
All them social media comments get you fucked up
All them social media comments get you fucked up
You ain't no stepper, you ain't finna step, bitch
Cut the lights on in the party, you gettin' checked, bitch
I slid for an Enterprise rental, finna wreck this
I don't want the dick, nigga, but you finna neck this

Since you poppin' all that shit, you better slide for that (Look, relax)
And I'm pullin' up on bitches, ain't no typin' back (Look, relax)
Cartier Santos bust two-tone (Look)
Two-tone fine-ass dick, redbone (Look, relax)
Two-tone two-seater with the roof gone (Look)
Two-tone two-seater with the roof gone (Ha)
I done spent a hundred G's on just purses alone (Baby girl, relax)
Your nigga is annoying and he won't leave me alone (Baby girl, relax)

You the type of bitch to take a pic, return that Louis bag
You the type of nigga takin' pics with all your homie straps
You the type of nigga takin' three months to move a pack