Sanchez

[Intro]
(Let's go, Miche, that's your turn right now)
(Up yours, evil twin)

[Verse]
Fresh as hell, but I don't know who made these pants
Free lil' twin, he in prison again
Family picture, but you missin' again
Not trippin' 'bout no playin' in your face, get your revenge
Didn't graduate, you used a pencil and now you in the pen'
The streets talkin', they said your bitch fuckin' on your mans
I get vulnerable and go to textin' some of my fans
Finally made some profit, then I fucked it up again
And my mama was an alcoholic, but she ain't touch the bottle
Eighty thousand follows, but I got more dollars
And now you say you proud of me 'cause I could buy Prada
Baby mama rent due on the third, she know I got her
My sister ain't gotta worry, she could get whatever
And my baby, she special, I want all the diamonds certified for her bezel
Destiny, I'm sorry you feel like I left you, but really, it's whatever
And that nigga, you'll probably fuck him again
Social media, I can see that y'all friends
Late night playin' Rod Wave, "IRan"
I'm here to let you know that I'm your biggest fan
I drink a lot of soda bottles, but now I'm in the can
Smokin' Turks, but I be ready to eat the strand
Damn, lil' twin, I probably picked the wrong friend
I ain't even fuck, I still Cashed App her a band