Two Tone

Two tone
Two tone faces
Two phones
One's for business, I'm just sayin'
Everywhere I go I can tell that that hatin' fasho
But every time I drop, they gon' eat it up
Think I might just fall in love, the way she eat it up
I ain't know that was your bitch, ain't mean to beat it up
Everybody askin' questions, I ain't sayin' nun
And I hope that you know I don't regret a thing my love

You cold, but baby you know that's for certain
Ever since you done left my ass, I done been in my bag, my Birkin
Don't talk crazy to me baby, I ain't just any particular person
I rock anything I want just because I earned it
They say beauty is pain, well explains why the Rick got my foot hurtin'
Talkin shit on my name, well that lame ass shit is straight for the birdies

Two tone
Two tone faces
Two phones
One's for business, I'm just sayin'
Everywhere I go I can tell that that hatin' fasho
But every time I drop, they gon' eat it up
Think I might just fall in love, the way she eat it up
I ain't know that was your bitch, ain't mean to beat it up



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Writer(s): Jacob Taylor
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