Twin Nem
Heroine, cocaine, and marijuana in the U.S., Joaquin
Ridin' around with my twin, now
Robbed out of a maxi, now
Ridin' around with my twin, now
Brr, brr
Ridin' around with my twin, now
I'm with my twin and, man, we crackin' through the city
I'm with my twin, switch whips
Now I'm crackin' with a bitch
I'm with my bitch, chin it down
You won't ever see me around
Cycle scene, you know I'm dumpin' grits through the town
M.O.N
Cheap eyes, nigga, you can't drip like us
Whisk eyes, nigga, teen in my spark, watch it rise
My niggas, they talk it out
They hurry up and get it for real time
Hurry up
With my twin and I'm huntin', tryna find some
With my twin
Dope fiends in a truck, tryna fight a body
A crack fight
Sixteen heads in one day, I had to write a body
A long one
Twin done popped out with a jerk, he tryna find a body
Damn clean
Catch a opp and box a man, but I'm not no Roddy
Rich
I be poppin' IC-10s, I don't pop no molly
Nigga
Me and her favoring it up off some fuckin' Zoddy
I swear to God
4-4-8, times two, that's a quick 10
2-ball
My buddy tried to kill his ass, but the clip changed
Yeah, fuck
Cash on me, nah
It ain't in my shoebox
Nigga
Fremont nigga
Can't say his name, but he shoot up
Fremont baby
I'm a head fat, going crazy
They say we too hot
They say we too hot
Set up new shop, feds on the block
Tryna plot the spot
Nigga
Set up new shop, feds on the block
Tryna plot the spot
Set up new shop, feds on the block
Tryna plot the spot
Ridin' around with my twin, now
Robbed out of a maxi, now
Ridin' around with my twin, now
Brr, brr
Ridin' around with my twin, now
I'm with my twin and, man, we crackin' through the city
I'm with my twin, switch whips
Now I'm crackin' with a bitch
I'm with my bitch, chin it down
You won't ever see me around
Cycle scene, you know I'm dumpin' grits through the town
M.O.N
Cheap eyes, nigga, you can't drip like us
Whisk eyes, nigga, teen in my spark, watch it rise
My niggas, they talk it out
They hurry up and get it for real time
Hurry up
With my twin and I'm huntin', tryna find some
With my twin
Dope fiends in a truck, tryna fight a body
A crack fight
Sixteen heads in one day, I had to write a body
A long one
Twin done popped out with a jerk, he tryna find a body
Damn clean
Catch a opp and box a man, but I'm not no Roddy
Rich
I be poppin' IC-10s, I don't pop no molly
Nigga
Me and her favoring it up off some fuckin' Zoddy
I swear to God
4-4-8, times two, that's a quick 10
2-ball
My buddy tried to kill his ass, but the clip changed
Yeah, fuck
Cash on me, nah
It ain't in my shoebox
Nigga
Fremont nigga
Can't say his name, but he shoot up
Fremont baby
I'm a head fat, going crazy
They say we too hot
They say we too hot
Set up new shop, feds on the block
Tryna plot the spot
Nigga
Set up new shop, feds on the block
Tryna plot the spot
Set up new shop, feds on the block
Tryna plot the spot
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