Evil Twins

[Intro: Mula Gzz]
Grrah-grrah
Grrah-grrah
Grrah-grrah, boom
Grrah-grrah, boom
Grrah-grrah, gang
Grrah, grrah-grrah, boom
Grrah-grrah, what?
Grrah-grrah
Do what?

[Chorus: Mula Gzz]
If it's up and it's stuck, tell 'em niggas come slide
I've been fiendin' to hit a new opp
I got like 33 shots in this Glock
[?]
Bitch, you're the reason that that body dropped
[?] got sent to the sky
Bitch, you're the reason that that body dropped
[?] got sent in the sky (Gang, gang, gang)

[Verse 1: Bory300]
Fuck a thot, if she linin', I'm dumpin'
Caught an opp, with a opp, with a stab to the stomach
Talking on the rip, them boys ain't on nothin'
You got shot in your chest and did nothing
If that was me, bending blocks without discussion
Totin' on Tracy, you know I'm not bluffin'
Every O shot, catch a O, I'm dumpin'
Every O shot, catch a O, I'm dumpin'

[Verse 2: Mula Gzz]
I seen an nigga get booked for his mans
Any nigga that did it was scared
Filled with new opps, and I'm letting it blam
Fuck it, show that lil' boy who the man
He gon' get shot if he droppin' his hands
Tough in the streets, but he a bitch in the can, like
Just today, [?] fuckin' her face after fuckin' her [tonsils?]
When I'm nutting, I make sure she swallow
Caine in a spliff, he got hit with a hollow
Shoutout Justo B and brodie 1090

[Verse 3: Bory300]
I'on need no ooter with me, watch how I dump out the V
Watch all these opp niggas run with they feet
Acting tough for a bitch, that's YK on a tee

[Verse 4: Mula Gzz]
Do a hit, get low, I maneuver
Watch how I oot like I'm Rooga
Fuck all those rappers, like I'ma still boom 'em
Fuck all those rappers, like I'ma still boom 'em
Don't sub me, bitch, I ain't with the media shit, send me an addy
Spin through that block, we don't need an alley
Tell em' free Bop, we was making shit [?]
Tell em' free Bop, we was making shit [?]
Brodie gon' geek off a addy
Thottie, she want me, but she cannot have me
Ya'll niggas know where I'm at be

[Verse 5: Bory300]
Oh, he fuck with the opps?
Man, call up that thot, she gon' give us the drop
Wanna creep through they block
Bet you I'm making it hot
Send his ass up, try'na see if he shot
Bet you I'm making it hot
Send his ass up, tryna see if he-
Send his ass up, tryna see if he-
I bet you I [?] shots
I bet you I empty this chop
If he droppin' my 3, he get put in a box
Know we don't [?], better slide with your knock
If you diss all my guys, is you ready to get shot?
They know my opps, them lil' niggas is cops
Brodie got knocks, tryna dump on a [?]
Tell em free Swerv, [?]

[Chorus: Mula Gzz]
Tell 'em niggas come slide
I've been fiendin' to hit a new opp
I got like 33 shots in this Glock
[?]
Bitch, you're the reason that that body dropped
[?] got sent to the sky
Bitch, you're the reason that that body dropped
[?] got sent in the sky (Gang, gang, gang)