Evil Twin
Trap out the block in my fav pair of tens
We locked in the game, me and my evil twin
Mad bout a bitch on his block yeah we spin
He fucking his hoe, and I'm fucking her friend
I can see all the hate through my cartier lens
They changing on me, call them niggas ben 10
I be counting franklins, they calling me ben
Whole gang in v8s we swerving no benz
On gang, on gang
You play wit me stupid you losing yo brain
Really a villain, might murk ya for stain
Had to block my side, cuz I'm out with my main
You beef on the web, you a pack, mary jane
We rolling the opps, this that **** this that *****
Trap out the block in my fav pair of tens
We locked in the game, me and my evil twin
Aye, on gang
Came a long way from the mud and the bricks
From back in 9th grade when I didn't have shit
Young and im lit hoe I feel too legit
You niggas sum shrimps get the fuck off my dick
How you supposed to be gangsta but act like a bitch
Aint no talk on the phone we come get yo ass dipped
Im like hood tyler perry we shooting them clips
Aye stacking my chips like lego
Im bout to come in this bitch rip the beat like yavo
These niggas do what I say so
You would think I keep them lil niggas on payroll
Im bout my cash like pedro, peso
Spin on his block better lay low that draco
Gone take off his top like a bitch that's stripping
Gone fye his ass up like a chimney
And then we gon spin on his block in a all black hemi
I hit the gas and I'm spinning
These niggas mad as a bitch cause flackk keep winning
Bout to walk out the bank wit these benjis
And I'm having racks on racks shit fuck up my walk
Bad bitch on my dick say she like how I talk
Lay a nigga down someone get the white chalk
I get on the beat and I walk
And I'm sending shots out the drac bout to knock off his spine
She liking how my diamonds shine
Bad bitch on my dick gon fuck cause she like how i rhyme
She calling my phone all the time
I'm smoking this wood its too many opps in this blunt
Bout to send his ass off like a punt
And I'm having too many bitches don't know who i want
Too many snakes ion know who to trust
We locked in the game, me and my evil twin
Mad bout a bitch on his block yeah we spin
He fucking his hoe, and I'm fucking her friend
I can see all the hate through my cartier lens
They changing on me, call them niggas ben 10
I be counting franklins, they calling me ben
Whole gang in v8s we swerving no benz
On gang, on gang
You play wit me stupid you losing yo brain
Really a villain, might murk ya for stain
Had to block my side, cuz I'm out with my main
You beef on the web, you a pack, mary jane
We rolling the opps, this that **** this that *****
Trap out the block in my fav pair of tens
We locked in the game, me and my evil twin
Aye, on gang
Came a long way from the mud and the bricks
From back in 9th grade when I didn't have shit
Young and im lit hoe I feel too legit
You niggas sum shrimps get the fuck off my dick
How you supposed to be gangsta but act like a bitch
Aint no talk on the phone we come get yo ass dipped
Im like hood tyler perry we shooting them clips
Aye stacking my chips like lego
Im bout to come in this bitch rip the beat like yavo
These niggas do what I say so
You would think I keep them lil niggas on payroll
Im bout my cash like pedro, peso
Spin on his block better lay low that draco
Gone take off his top like a bitch that's stripping
Gone fye his ass up like a chimney
And then we gon spin on his block in a all black hemi
I hit the gas and I'm spinning
These niggas mad as a bitch cause flackk keep winning
Bout to walk out the bank wit these benjis
And I'm having racks on racks shit fuck up my walk
Bad bitch on my dick say she like how I talk
Lay a nigga down someone get the white chalk
I get on the beat and I walk
And I'm sending shots out the drac bout to knock off his spine
She liking how my diamonds shine
Bad bitch on my dick gon fuck cause she like how i rhyme
She calling my phone all the time
I'm smoking this wood its too many opps in this blunt
Bout to send his ass off like a punt
And I'm having too many bitches don't know who i want
Too many snakes ion know who to trust
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Writer(s): Zion Anderson
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