Lirik

Don't get it twisted Swear fo' God I'd die for this shit Give my life my life I'd risk It Ain't got time no time for bitch shit Don't get it twisted (Whoa!) I'm with my dawgs give a bitch a biscuit Bitch you salt whip my wrist like BisQuick Boy you a fraud can't log into this shit Don't get it twisted (Wax) Thick Lil Shawty and she Creme Brûlée Imma work her out make her bend new ways How you at the club but your rent ain't paid Don't get it twisted (Whoa!) Hoppin' on the song and I said what I say The birds gon' flock give em bread today You know I'm with B Murr in a benz okay Don't get it twisted Bad little bitch and she said she a misfit Just left out but she left a little lipstick This ain't love man this shit a little different We know it won't work cuz we both realistic (Whoa!) Big time, fit fire, bitch I'm going up like an incline (Sheesh) Been time, been signed, bitch we all good on this side And you been knew I'm the mix God Little Georgia Pie just to get fried You a big cap you a big lie (True) Start my own label I'm the big guy (Yeah) You standing outside bitch we skip lines Outside looking in boy I'm in on the inside Dancing with the devil when I hit lines Then I hit the church for the fish fry (Bitch) Dark twisted love Dark twisted love Dark twisted love Dark twisted love Dark twisted love (Twisted) Dark twisted love (Twisted) Dark twisted love (Twisted) Dark twisted love (Twisted) Lose all control Lose all control Just let it go Just let it let it Lose all control Lose all control Just let it go Just let it let it Ha ha ho ho ha ha Ha ha ho ho ha ha Dark twisted love Dark twisted love Don't get it twisted Swear fo' God I'd die for this shit Give my life my life I'd risk It Ain't got time no time for bitch shit Don't get it twisted (Whoa!) I'm with my dawgs give a bitch a biscuit Bitch you salt whip my wrist like BisQuick Boy you a fraud can't log into this shit Don't get it twisted (Wax) Thick Lil Shawty and she Creme Brûlée Imma work her out make her bend new ways How you at the club but your rent ain't paid Don't get it twisted (Whoa!) Hoppin' on the song and I said what I say The birds gon' flock give em bread today You know I'm with B Murr in a benz okay Don't get it twisted
Writer(s): Brendan Murray, Zachary Matthews Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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