Twin

[Chorus]
Twin, twin, twin (Uh)
Twin, twin, twin (Uh)
I'm with my twin, gettin' more wins, doin' this shit 'til the end
Bitch, she so damn bad, but I fucked on her friend
'Bout a bad, but I went for the win

[Verse]
Ain't know that I'm goin' too up, know that she on my win
(That she on my win)
I put that eight in my cup, yeah, you know that I gotta some sip
(Yeah, I gotta some sip)
She said she ain't live with Lil Redda, but I think she just want dick
I just pulled up to the show like ten hoes ask for a pic
You know that I ride with a pole, yeah, you know that I ride with a stick
Yeah, I'm 'bout to take me an ex and this shit really look like some tricks
Yeah, we gettin' to it to the money, we gettin' to it to the dope
Yeah, and I keep fuckin' that bitch on the hood and I'm like "Yeah, yeah, I love her though"
Yeah, we gettin' to that fuckin' red, lil' bitch, we gettin' to the dope
Yeah, I'm in those shoes and I feel like I'm dead, lil' bitch, the rooms turnin' glow
Yeah, I got a Bentley, bet that girl is goin' so fast, yeah
I'm on a perc and that ex got my heart goin' fast, yeah
I almost died on that shit, man, that would've been ass
But I'm still here, my boy
Had to punch her, I need any toy
She keep blowin' me up, it's enormous
Everybody know I'm rid of that boy, huh, huh, huh, huh
Two-twenty, my motherfucker dashed a bitch, but you already knew that, yeah
I'm feelin' busted, I'm in hell, gotta go get me some new tats
Every time I open my phone, man, I swear it's some motherfuckin' new rap
And every day I'm makin' the beats, every day I'm makin' some new raps
I'm a trendy kid, I like who that?
You do crank I like you was in new jet
Every month gotta get me a new jet
Every month gotta get me a new gap
Got a shawty, I shawty that blue bag
Yeah, I shawty that shit, really blue bag
As I got me, I'm walking for two racks
Rock a hot like I made twenty-two tracks
Put some bread on [?], made two racks
It's a Glock, no, it's not a two-two strap
I put a lace on and I got two straps
It's a bag, please don't get it twisted
I'm in the pain, I'm in the pain
Oh, we not the same, 'cause your bitch got trained
That boy here lame and there's no one up left
Think I said that already, don't gotta explain
Yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
Twin, twin, twin (Uh)
Twin, twin, twin (Uh)
I'm with my twin, gettin' more wins, doin' this shit 'til the end
Bitch, she so damn bad, but I fucked on her friend
'Bout a bad, but I went for the win