"EVIL TWINS" lyrics
(feat. Notti Osama)
Grrah Grrah Grrah Grrah Grrah Grrah Grrah Grrah Nigga, Everybody Shot Nigga bitch OYOGZ Grrah Grrah Oh Notti Osama In the build bitch, Grrah gang-gang Grrah Grrah
How the fuck you went dumb wit' the duece?
Lil' nigga, I keep me a 40
Got a shorty, she ready to ride
Told her to pass me the chop, threw the purse
Niggas know that we droppin' the rakes, spin through the block and we causin' a scene, like
Niggas know my body, we smokin' on Lotti
Smokin' on MS, that boy got me faded
Like I said, new opp in the air
Smokin' on JB, that boy got me deady
DOAK, them niggas on nothin'
I be fiendin' to up it and click
Catch me a Flocka, I'm uppin' the score
Smokin' on Nazzy (Nazzy, Nazzy-Nazzy)
I don't care, if it's up, then it's stuck
Catch me J.O Bandz and we turn 'em to Runtz
I'ma tell y'all what happened they spin through thought they was Low Lotti Got Poked he Got Poked Through The Coat, Bitches Line put a gun to her head Make her caushy, wishin' me death
Bitch I'ma demon, I make her see red (Like, Glah)
And no I ain't playin' no more
See a flocka, take him out his rasta
And Nazzy got left on his back
Kenzo, that's your brother, get back
And y'all niggas keep dissing, dissing, dissing
Like, glah
Choppas come spin
I got a Glock on my waist, I been clicking
And y'all niggas ain't doing shit (shit)
Bitch (grrah, gang-gang bitch)
Grrah (Nazzy) Grrah
NAZZY (Nazzy)
Grrah, grrah, bitch
Grrah, gang-gang
When we spin, yeah we causing a movie
He'll get shot if he yellin' out whoopty
Niggas know my body, it's lit
See me a drilly, I'm dumping the clip
Like, why is they playing with ddot?
Call up the bros and they throw more than six (Grrah, Grrah)
Grrah, Grrah
Call up the bros and they throw more than six
When we spin to the opps, it hit
I'm [?] notti, we up it and blitz
And dd my ooter, he up it and click
See a flocka, put him in a spliff
I'm smoking his dad, he resting in piss
TG you ain't doing shit (shit)
Grrah, grrah, gang-gang
Lil nigga, I'm smoking your father
Catch set da trend and I'm clearing the block out
Like, he can't keep talking that, they in the store
Like why MS on the floor
Jayrip, Jayrip
Jayrip a flocka, his ass got hit (jayrip)
Grrah, grrah, gang-gang bitch grrah
How the fuck you went dumb wit' the duece?
Lil' nigga, I keep me a 40
Got a shorty, she ready to ride
Told her to pass me the chop, threw the purse
Niggas know that we droppin' the rakes, spin through the block and we causin' a scene, like (Boom)
Niggas know my body, we smokin' on Lotti (Lotti)
Smokin' on MS, that boy got me faded (faded)
Bitch
Gang-gang-gang nigga
Suck my fucking dick bitch
How the fuck you went dumb wit' the duece?
Lil' nigga, I keep me a 40
Got a shorty, she ready to ride
Told her to pass me the chop, threw the purse
Niggas know that we droppin' the rakes, spin through the block and we causin' a scene, like
Niggas know my body, we smokin' on Lotti
Smokin' on MS, that boy got me faded
Like I said, new opp in the air
Smokin' on JB, that boy got me deady
DOAK, them niggas on nothin'
I be fiendin' to up it and click
Catch me a Flocka, I'm uppin' the score
Smokin' on Nazzy (Nazzy, Nazzy-Nazzy)
I don't care, if it's up, then it's stuck
Catch me J.O Bandz and we turn 'em to Runtz
I'ma tell y'all what happened they spin through thought they was Low Lotti Got Poked he Got Poked Through The Coat, Bitches Line put a gun to her head Make her caushy, wishin' me death
Bitch I'ma demon, I make her see red (Like, Glah)
And no I ain't playin' no more
See a flocka, take him out his rasta
And Nazzy got left on his back
Kenzo, that's your brother, get back
And y'all niggas keep dissing, dissing, dissing
Like, glah
Choppas come spin
I got a Glock on my waist, I been clicking
And y'all niggas ain't doing shit (shit)
Bitch (grrah, gang-gang bitch)
Grrah (Nazzy) Grrah
NAZZY (Nazzy)
Grrah, grrah, bitch
Grrah, gang-gang
When we spin, yeah we causing a movie
He'll get shot if he yellin' out whoopty
Niggas know my body, it's lit
See me a drilly, I'm dumping the clip
Like, why is they playing with ddot?
Call up the bros and they throw more than six (Grrah, Grrah)
Grrah, Grrah
Call up the bros and they throw more than six
When we spin to the opps, it hit
I'm [?] notti, we up it and blitz
And dd my ooter, he up it and click
See a flocka, put him in a spliff
I'm smoking his dad, he resting in piss
TG you ain't doing shit (shit)
Grrah, grrah, gang-gang
Lil nigga, I'm smoking your father
Catch set da trend and I'm clearing the block out
Like, he can't keep talking that, they in the store
Like why MS on the floor
Jayrip, Jayrip
Jayrip a flocka, his ass got hit (jayrip)
Grrah, grrah, gang-gang bitch grrah
How the fuck you went dumb wit' the duece?
Lil' nigga, I keep me a 40
Got a shorty, she ready to ride
Told her to pass me the chop, threw the purse
Niggas know that we droppin' the rakes, spin through the block and we causin' a scene, like (Boom)
Niggas know my body, we smokin' on Lotti (Lotti)
Smokin' on MS, that boy got me faded (faded)
Bitch
Gang-gang-gang nigga
Suck my fucking dick bitch
