Two Shots

Walk out the crib two shots to the head ya body drop it don't resist
On that Thugn Shit Road Running shit you know this shit live as it gets
I came pink slip designer drip bitch you know all my diamonds lit vs1
My shit come correct or don't come bitch, Ya
Man y'all know how it get down and dirty issa 30 in that clip
I'm around this bitch I be lurking it be curtains if I spin
You want smoke with OG Curt and get burned quick I stay on tip
I be getting curved through dm in person hoes be on my dick

Gangway shit niggaz net talk on the block they don't say shit
2010 What you know bout ftf taking them hits
Uont know shit cause G's move in silence I'm real as it get
I promote the violence never founded I move way too slick
Them Rackayes in the centerfold my duffie what the pistol tote roadrunning to the loot Just like I'm Husain Bolt
Nigga what the fuck I look like having loose change in my vault you know
That I keep the pipe run right down and exchange assault
Now what the fuck you doing in my business
Better go head for I have ya bitch drinking my dick like she want citrus
Lord be my witness she throating my inches for them inches
Extort ya riches my fiend went to the store for more syringes

Walk out the crib two shots to the head ya body drop it don't resist
On that Thugn Shit Road Running shit you know this shit live as it gets
I came pink slip designer drip bitch you know all my diamonds lit vs1
My shit come correct or don't come bitch, Ya
Man y'all know how it get down and dirty issa 30 in that clip
I'm around this bitch I be lurking it be curtains if I spin
You want smoke with OG Curt and get burned quick I stay on tip
I be getting curved through dm in person hoes be on my dick



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Writer(s): Curtis Kirk
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