It's lots of drank, that we pourin

Walk outside the section, with a gun

And I'm scorin' (woo)

I can't fuck with that bitch, 'cause she acting boring

I could pull up to your spot, and then kick the door in (kick the door)

I got money in my backpack, hoe (in my backpack)

I bet you would like to have that, though, yeah

With my twin, we could catch ya, bro (catch ya)

With my twin, we could catch ya, bro

And I know, you not the one for me

But I'll never let you see the day, aye

But you was tryna control me (yeah)

Nobody else made me feel this way

You need to stand up

You need to get back (back)

I told my brother, pull up to the spot with a TwinTec

That bitch wanna pull up to my spot to have some real sex

This ain't Givenchy on my wrist, it's a real flex

Yeah, bitch

This ain't Givenchy on my wrist, it's a real flex

It's a real flex (real flex)

Real flex, yeah

This ain't Givenchy on my wrist, it's a real flex

It's lots of drank, that we pourin

Walk outside the section, with a gun

And I'm scorin' (woo)

I can't fuck with that bitch, 'cause she acting boring

I could pull up to your spot, and then kick the door in (kick the door)

I got money in my backpack, hoe (in my backpack)

I bet you would like to have that, though, yeah

With my twin, we could catch ya, bro (catch ya)

With my twin, we could catch ya, bro