Don’t Call Me Twin

I swear these niggas really lame, these niggas really soft
I swear these bitches really fake, these bitches really lost
Boss nigga really pay what it really cost
Please don't freestyle to me, you gon' piss me off
With your bitch, yeah shawty wanna get me off
Hit the weed cough, like the Hennessy soft, shit
Bitch I speed off, then I hit the scene ballin'
Nigga he talk shit, we gon' need to rock shit
He gon' need a coffin, he gon' need a lot shit
Yeah I gotta smoke the weed, a lot of it
Keep my demons silent
Them niggas be screamin' loudly
I barely be thinkin' honestly
That nigga tweakin' silent shit
Pull on my niggas deep inside the scene
I be like what up
Shawty want all of my dick, I'm deep inside her shit
I beat the shit up
Poppin' up that Hennessy and molly shit
Might hit her friend up
Please don't call me twin
If you not relate
I could never be your type
You are not my friend
You are not gang
Could never fuck with me in your life
Will you take now, would you
Will you brake bread, would you
Will you shake hands, would you
Hell no
And them fake friends with you
Better take down with you
I don't fuck with that nigga
Hell no