Rule of Two

Order 66, you saving hoes like a Jedi
Swerve the widebody, I'm pod racing in a red eye
Lil bro gone cut you, swinging sticks like a Padawan
Working like I'm Amish, making cheese at the crack of dawn
Make her eat my kids, her belly full, I'm a face hugger
I wasn't tryna smash, your bitch know me as a face fucker
Wood got me like Jackie Chan but shit I came Tucker
Feel like Yeat, riding with my twizzy like a ghost buster
3 round burst Glock, we don't up fists
Bro clutching on the MC Hammer, you can't touch this
We them blocc boys baby, we know y'all won't shoot
Vanilla demon tryna eat my chocolate like Augustus Gloop
Feel like RD up next shooting out the damn roof
Feel like Greg pop, just yell at my gang shoot
006 with a chop spraying out a lamb coupe
Two sticks Cosmo and Wanda, make him go poof
Pawn tryna overtake the king? that's a bold move
Made sum bands off the scale and upgraded to pro tools
He acting foul, take dog out the field like a coach do
Sail the long sleeve like Kodak bitch let the boat through
Buddy wanna trap like me, come cop you a bow or few
You steady copping Gs, I'm slapping 3s like I'm Turkoglu
In the whip Puffin like I just failed in boating school
She don't smell the cap, but I can sense the perp in you
When these hollows hit your back, ask yourself was it worth it dude
Me and twin some Sith legends shout to the Rule of Two
Brodie think he special but I cannot sense the force in you
Try and pull a mind trick, buddy you gone be more than blew
Skilled with that blaster, you can call me Ben Kenobi
He said I'm a bitch, but he too pussy to come and show me
Going for the rim, I'm euro stepping like Ginobili
I'm the one that put you on, so how is you gone hoe me?
Like you ordered from Door dash, bitch we on your porch
Old niggas tryna pause the game, they need to pass the torch
Lil bro cutting up in the steamer tryna crash the ford
Next year ill be rich as fuck I might cash a Porsche
Never balled for a team, I shoot solo on the black top
Unauthorized methods take em out like it's black ops
Slide the card and jam, boy this punching shit do not stop
The feds did a sweep and got unky, man the block hot
Damn man free my unky
He was at the liquor store around the corner serving junkies
Banana on the sig fuck around and peel a monkey
He done slipped up if he think he snatching something from me
Like nigga I'm with Druss
And we catch that boy out you can guarantee that he's fucked
308 pin him to his chair like a needle
And the back blast got him black as fuck like Don Cheadle

Order 66, you saving hoes like a Jedi
Swerve the widebody, I'm pod racing in a red eye
Lil bro gone cut you, swinging sticks like a Padawan
Working like I'm Amish, making cheese at the crack of dawn



Credits
Writer(s): Kaleek Lewis
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