OTHER TWIN
You can never trust a nigga it can be your mans
Niggas lying on they tracks they man bitches niggas turning trans
My dog he found a money route in North Dakota tryna catch them bands
I know a lot of niggas doubted now they turned to fans
These niggas ask for hand outs but never lend a hand
I spent a lot of time up on my own before a nigga touched the sand
It was just me I was just all alone I'm facing woods and popping xans
I got a vision yea I got a goal to make it out and get these bands
Good SSN turn on my VPN
I think this bitch burnt out
I need another BIN
I called bro a ceiling fan Cus he gone spin again
GVN just made a killing man that's my other twin
Yea that's my brother no cap
I got to get it yea I need that dolla
I got a Nine on my back like I'm Iguodala
It's crazy, I don't even know her mama but she call papa
He not in the air when he riding with that choppa
All these pain meds around we got it from the doctor
It was just oodle noodle nights and now we eating pasta
I keep my circle small bitch I'm not changing rosters
Give me space I'm tryna jam
I'm hanging with my monsters
Through the Covid mask I'm seeing niggas been imposters
I ain't gone lie my nigga Rich he need a sponsor
All my niggas look like Jordan you look like Jae Crowder
We come around niggas fade like some baby powder
I like how she bend it over something like a flower
You thought you had that bitch on lock? Bro that bitch ours
And the brain was insane should've went to Howard
I be dogging hoes I'm a whole pit
Bro just copped rose gold, yea that's a whole kit
When it come to pros I don't post pone shit
We don't argue over bitches all these hoes getting switch
Had to turn my swag on I feel like I'm the shit
A couple RP ten's can really get the pussy lit
These niggas always on they ass they never making shit
Don't give a fuck about the the convo it ain't making cents
Yea turn my swag on I feel like Soulja boy
You need to turn that badge on yall ain't making noise
And my dad been gone ain't no lil boy
Dragging bags all through Saks fifth you ain't been to Troy
Niggas lying on they tracks they man bitches niggas turning trans
My dog he found a money route in North Dakota tryna catch them bands
I know a lot of niggas doubted now they turned to fans
These niggas ask for hand outs but never lend a hand
I spent a lot of time up on my own before a nigga touched the sand
It was just me I was just all alone I'm facing woods and popping xans
I got a vision yea I got a goal to make it out and get these bands
Good SSN turn on my VPN
I think this bitch burnt out
I need another BIN
I called bro a ceiling fan Cus he gone spin again
GVN just made a killing man that's my other twin
Yea that's my brother no cap
I got to get it yea I need that dolla
I got a Nine on my back like I'm Iguodala
It's crazy, I don't even know her mama but she call papa
He not in the air when he riding with that choppa
All these pain meds around we got it from the doctor
It was just oodle noodle nights and now we eating pasta
I keep my circle small bitch I'm not changing rosters
Give me space I'm tryna jam
I'm hanging with my monsters
Through the Covid mask I'm seeing niggas been imposters
I ain't gone lie my nigga Rich he need a sponsor
All my niggas look like Jordan you look like Jae Crowder
We come around niggas fade like some baby powder
I like how she bend it over something like a flower
You thought you had that bitch on lock? Bro that bitch ours
And the brain was insane should've went to Howard
I be dogging hoes I'm a whole pit
Bro just copped rose gold, yea that's a whole kit
When it come to pros I don't post pone shit
We don't argue over bitches all these hoes getting switch
Had to turn my swag on I feel like I'm the shit
A couple RP ten's can really get the pussy lit
These niggas always on they ass they never making shit
Don't give a fuck about the the convo it ain't making cents
Yea turn my swag on I feel like Soulja boy
You need to turn that badge on yall ain't making noise
And my dad been gone ain't no lil boy
Dragging bags all through Saks fifth you ain't been to Troy
Credits
Writer(s): Richard Eppes
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