Evil Twins

Yea yea yea
I pulling up witta clip
Yea yea yea
Bitch on my dick
Yeaa

Stomp 'em in the moshpit
Why the fuck he talk shit
All that talking
Metal rap shit
Stay cautious
Punk trap shit
Billies always nauseous
Around my crib
Nah nigga
Find me on that raw shit
Lemme catch him when he riding
Uh yuh shoot him now he tired
Gun bustin' yuh
Hit it cause it bang yuh
I don't trust him
Playin' games with the gang

Flip a chicken like rotisserie
He step to me he history
Cold case it's a mystery
I live my life so blissfully
Hell born it's my destiny
Niggas tryna jack my recipe
Killed him quick now he rest peace
Got killers to the right and left of me
Hit him up quick with iron sight
Sitting in hell everything's alright
Vampire shit only out at night
I live for the beef we can shoot it out or fight
Uppercut a nigga make his ass take flight
Only see in the dark I'm blind in the light
Smoking that black and I snort that white
Screaming fuck planet earth Hell's my birth right
Unlucky 13 bitch we chasing a million
I am the type to just kill a civilian
Go head and jump if you feeling amphibian
Coke from Peru and my plug is Brazilian
I never fold bitch Kapone is resilient
Should catch a charge with the way I be killing it
Hit like a xanny that's why they all feeling it
Sprite is so dirty that there is no clearing it



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Writer(s): Lewis Davis Iii
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