CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics : Twin

Doo, doo, doo, doo, ay
Sh*t feel amazing man
My life's a movie yeah
We going crazy, we going brazy
Everyday's just a thing

We gon' shine, ain't lying
I ain't lying everyday we on the grind
N***a talking, slatt talking, all behind us
Well, we gon' get it fasho
Yeah we gon' f**k on they hoe
I'm serving d**k in her throat
And she got a sore throat
N***a knowing what we on, n***as know what we on
N***a knowing what we doing
And they be hating, they be showing
Wet his a** up in the back
N***as ain't know that we on the grind
We on the pole about it, I'm shooting my mind
Well you better f**king woo, yeah it's coming to you
Ay, yeah, yeah
A** out
(Pull up on a n***a)

Pull up on that n***a swear to God we gotta drop 'em
B-L-Double O-D, catch a opp we got a problem
We don't really f**k with two
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Catch a n***a slipping swear to God we got a problem
She gon' f**k on Sak, I swear to God we get them choppas
that my brother, that's my slime, that's my n***a
You know that we pull up and you know we pulling triggers
Damn, I'm tryna hood scam
I was locked up in the gram, huh
Chewing green eggs and ham
I do not shop at Sam
Pull up on opps, uh, b*t*h, yeah, pet**e, felite
I heard that your b*t*h was a freak
I heard that she swallowed the skete
I'm playing guitar, give a f**k 'bout your girl
It's a young n***a world
She gon' suck on us, 'cause we got diamonds and pearls
Suck on the d**k, suck on my neck, ooh suck on the ball (Venezuela)
Everybody else done told me that they believe
I just wanna sip my hennessy and smoke my weed
Shawty said she love me but she really love the trees
She just like the view of the hotel
We was on the 29th floor of the cell (Yeah, yeah)
Now she say she wanna take a selfie
Smoking loudspeaker burger, we so healthy
Come eat this d**k like it's good for you
Baby you don't want me I'm too hood for you
Turn up on the b*t*h, yeah
Go 'head and shake your a**
Go 'head and get that club (Them racks)
Go 'head and spend them racks
Go 'head and get that cash
Hold on, gonna get that b*t*h
Pull up on his a** in a splat
Beat his a** with the unloaded MAC
Beat his a** with the fully loaded Glock
Give no f**k 'bout none of the opps
Got a see through clip
I done said that sh*t 'bout a hundred times in a song (Okay)
And I just seen Future (Yeah, yeah)
Got a young n***a up in my zone (Freebandz)
Got the lil' b*t*h on the telephone (Freebandz)
Put the lil' b*t*h through the jail phone (YSL)
Oh, woah, woah (YNW, yeah, yeah, YSL)
Oh YNW but she think we YSL
She got a att**ude, she got a att**ude
When you talk to us, you better show some grat**ude
We got a lot of guns
You better tape that lil' sh*t
Ride, give me that nut lil' b*t*h
I make her step on it, step on it
Money, money, honey, yeah
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