Tihi!
Aes is up
Lil shawty yeah I know that you're two faced
Starting packing things up like a suitcase
Two lines got me straight to a new place
Switching up the lane, big Cs call me blueface
Lil shawty yeah I know that you're two faced
Starting packing things up like a suitcase
Two lines got me straight to a new place
Switching up the lane, big Cs call me blueface
I been getting cash, getting cake
Stop playing with that nigga, yeah he fake
Fuck all y'all niggas, I got food on my plate
Choppa and a Uzi and you know I let it spray
Always with the clique don't come here and bitch-debate
Niggas blessing off, skrt, pop you in your face
Saint-Laurent, Gucci bag, Louis, I got taste
Fuck it, lil bitch I'll punch you in your place
I be in the streets, yeah I pull up with a shawty
Killing niggas, killing everybody
In the freetime, it's a hobby
Don't think you slick bitch, you sloppy
Get yo' ass beat if you think you wanna rob me
Fuck nigga get to running, yeah when I'm wreckin'
Do the dash, speeding up, nigga I'm not crashing
Holding my money, bitch you better know I'm stashin'
Yeah, I bust down on a nigga get to stepping
Bitch I was deep in that gang shit
Started up big, chopped it up into twenties
Gave it to runners and they started slanging
Bringing me money, in love with the benjis
Yeah I might skrr off in a mo'fucking Bentley
Know that it's paid for, it's not even rented
Might catch a body, I don't need no ransom
Fuck on that bitch cuz she thinks that I'm handsome (Ay)
Pop it back, oo
Let it slap, oo (Damn)
At the neck boy (Uh)
Spend a rack, oo
Pop it back, oo
Let it slap, oo
At the neck boy (Uh)
Spend a rack, oo
Balenciga, oo (Uh)
On my 44
That bitch like me, but I come and go (Fuck you)
That bitch like me, but I'm out the door
I'll tap my bitch, yeah we on the floor
Lil shawty yeah I know that you're two faced
Starting packing things up like a suitcase
Two lines got me straight to a new place
Switching up the lane, big Cs call me blueface
Lil shawty yeah I know that you're two faced
Starting packing things up like a suitcase
Two lines got me straight to a new place
Switching up the lane, big Cs call me blueface
God on my heart, put that bitch on my dick
458, matted black that's the whip
God on my heart, 666 on my lip
When I'm laying it down all I do is I sin
I just started out, got 10 on my jeans
I'm young and I'm paid, do you know what it means
I started off big, chopped it up into keys
Now I'm getting paid, and my hands all clean
Shooting bitches left and right, I'm sniping on the back-end
Fucking on your lil shawty from the front and the back-end
Two-tone patek, bitch (Uh), hear me rappin'
Fuck it, lil weirdo gettin' mad cuz he snapping (Ay)
The only way I can die is from suicide
Cuz none of these rappers can kill me
Bitch, I'm that nigga
Yeah, can you feel me
I might pull up with a mac and a stiff- oh shit
Lil shawty yeah I know that you're two faced
Starting packing things up like a suitcase
Two lines got me straight to a new place
Switching up the lane, big Cs call me blueface
Lil shawty yeah I know that you're two faced
Starting packing things up like a suitcase
Two lines got me straight to a new place
Switching up the lane, big Cs call me blueface
Lil shawty yeah I know that you're two faced
Starting packing things up like a suitcase
Two lines got me straight to a new place
Switching up the lane, big Cs call me blueface
Lil shawty yeah I know that you're two faced
Starting packing things up like a suitcase
Two lines got me straight to a new place
Switching up the lane, big Cs call me blueface
I been getting cash, getting cake
Stop playing with that nigga, yeah he fake
Fuck all y'all niggas, I got food on my plate
Choppa and a Uzi and you know I let it spray
Always with the clique don't come here and bitch-debate
Niggas blessing off, skrt, pop you in your face
Saint-Laurent, Gucci bag, Louis, I got taste
Fuck it, lil bitch I'll punch you in your place
I be in the streets, yeah I pull up with a shawty
Killing niggas, killing everybody
In the freetime, it's a hobby
Don't think you slick bitch, you sloppy
Get yo' ass beat if you think you wanna rob me
Fuck nigga get to running, yeah when I'm wreckin'
Do the dash, speeding up, nigga I'm not crashing
Holding my money, bitch you better know I'm stashin'
Yeah, I bust down on a nigga get to stepping
Bitch I was deep in that gang shit
Started up big, chopped it up into twenties
Gave it to runners and they started slanging
Bringing me money, in love with the benjis
Yeah I might skrr off in a mo'fucking Bentley
Know that it's paid for, it's not even rented
Might catch a body, I don't need no ransom
Fuck on that bitch cuz she thinks that I'm handsome (Ay)
Pop it back, oo
Let it slap, oo (Damn)
At the neck boy (Uh)
Spend a rack, oo
Pop it back, oo
Let it slap, oo
At the neck boy (Uh)
Spend a rack, oo
Balenciga, oo (Uh)
On my 44
That bitch like me, but I come and go (Fuck you)
That bitch like me, but I'm out the door
I'll tap my bitch, yeah we on the floor
Lil shawty yeah I know that you're two faced
Starting packing things up like a suitcase
Two lines got me straight to a new place
Switching up the lane, big Cs call me blueface
Lil shawty yeah I know that you're two faced
Starting packing things up like a suitcase
Two lines got me straight to a new place
Switching up the lane, big Cs call me blueface
God on my heart, put that bitch on my dick
458, matted black that's the whip
God on my heart, 666 on my lip
When I'm laying it down all I do is I sin
I just started out, got 10 on my jeans
I'm young and I'm paid, do you know what it means
I started off big, chopped it up into keys
Now I'm getting paid, and my hands all clean
Shooting bitches left and right, I'm sniping on the back-end
Fucking on your lil shawty from the front and the back-end
Two-tone patek, bitch (Uh), hear me rappin'
Fuck it, lil weirdo gettin' mad cuz he snapping (Ay)
The only way I can die is from suicide
Cuz none of these rappers can kill me
Bitch, I'm that nigga
Yeah, can you feel me
I might pull up with a mac and a stiff- oh shit
Lil shawty yeah I know that you're two faced
Starting packing things up like a suitcase
Two lines got me straight to a new place
Switching up the lane, big Cs call me blueface
Lil shawty yeah I know that you're two faced
Starting packing things up like a suitcase
Two lines got me straight to a new place
Switching up the lane, big Cs call me blueface
Credits
Writer(s): Alexander Sobstel, Samir Sadiq Dirie, Hrishav Malla
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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