Twinz

[Intro]
(Blazer outta spaceship)
(Crucial 808, ah haha)

[Chorus]
Uh, we don't look alike, fuck nigga, don't call me twin
Ayy, in the mood for two hoes at a time, I'm tryna fuck on twins
You ain't strapped, you playin' with your life, your sleep is quick to end
I got my Nina here, but I just copped this Glock, it make me wanna bend
Uh, and this bitch the newest Gen, ayy, made this bitch my newest friend
They be quick to flash they pole, but ain't blow smoke without hurtin' the wind
Ayy, if his gun could talk, that bitch'll tell his ass to use it then
Ayy, time come back around, his fire gon' be like, here we go again

[Verse 1]
Uh, nigga acting like he want some pressure, we apply that
Uh, bro just got them bags sent through the mall, so we supply that
Uh, gotta spend and earn, collect that profit, multiply that
Uh, I had lot of hers soon as I fucked, I ain't come right back
My freak ain't satisfied until I nut above her eyelid
Ayy, them boys know I got that tucked to fill 'em up, but they won't try shit
Them boys heard we on the way, they better duck, I up my fire quick
I be quick to dump my clips and it ain't nothing, I be on hot shit

[Chorus]
Uh, we don't look alike, fuck nigga, don't call me twin
Ayy, in the mood for two hoes at a time, I'm tryna fuck on twins
You ain't strapped, you playin' with your life, your sleep is quick to end
I got my Nina here, but I just copped this Glock, it make me wanna bend
Uh, and this bitch the newest Gen, ayy, made this bitch my newest friend
They be quick to flash they pole, but ain't blow smoke without hurtin' the wind
Ayy, if his gun could talk, that bitch'll tell his ass to use it then
Ayy, time come back around, his fire gon' be like, here we go again

[Verse 2]
(Ayy, look, soon as you had thought I let that slide, I'm on your ass)
Ayy, you don't bang, but you be with 'em, fuck it, still don't get no pass
Hop in that ride, go put in work, 12 hit they lights, we do that dash
I told that bitch to put in work, she like, whatever for that cash
Ayy, round of applause for that boy, been tryna get him clapped
Ayy, niggas ain't on nothin', hidin' like they glitched up off the map
Bitch, I got hella funds, I can get you whacked with all these racks
Bro said, "It's out of love, you ain't gotta pay me to have your back"
Ayy, bro don't need a price, said, "I got your back, that shit for sho'"
Uh, you know just like I know, we get active when it's smoke
I'm tryna creep on shit, pop up like a fan, I'm at his lo'
Beat up his street and shit, you outside, then you might not make it home