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Drake, 21 Savage - Treacherous Twins (Audio)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Drake
Drake
Vocals
21 Savage
21 Savage
Vocals
OZ
OZ
Programming
Noel Cadastre
Noel Cadastre
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Noel Cadastre
Noel Cadastre
Songwriter
Aubrey Drake Graham
Aubrey Drake Graham
Songwriter
Timothy Mosley
Timothy Mosley
Songwriter
Elgin Lumpkin
Elgin Lumpkin
Songwriter
Matthew Jehu Samuels
Matthew Jehu Samuels
Songwriter
Linda Creed
Linda Creed
Songwriter
Melvin Barcliff
Melvin Barcliff
Songwriter
Shéyaa Bin Abraham-Joseph
Shéyaa Bin Abraham-Joseph
Songwriter
Thomas Bell
Thomas Bell
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
OZ
OZ
Producer
Noel Cadastre
Noel Cadastre
Mixing Engineer
Les "Bates" Bateman
Les "Bates" Bateman
Engineer
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
Dave Huffman
Dave Huffman
Mastering Engineer
Harley Arsenault
Harley Arsenault
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Matthew Jehu Samuels
Matthew Jehu Samuels
Additional Producer
Noah Shebib
Noah Shebib
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Yeah, uh Yeah You my treacherous lil' twin, and you know that we locked in And I love you like my kin, it's whatever for you I go up and down that road, I go anywhere you go When you tell me life is good, I want better for you (Yeah) You my twin You my twin, you my treacherous lil' twin You my twin, you my treacherous lil' twin You my twin, you my treacherous lil' twin Yeah, fuck what they say say Fuck what they— (Uh, yeah) Fuck what they— (Uh, yeah) Fuck what they say Five hundred million out the face, feel like KayKay And I know the city that we from not a safe place But I know you ridin' with your twin 'til we fade away We used to have nothin' to our names, still had great days Always kept me umbrellaed up when the rain came You tell me you want somethin', I'ma tell you, "Same, same" Now when we come through inside this bitch they gotta make way Twistin' up my fingers for my twin You was always on go for the drama, dawg I would toe tag somebody for your mama, dawg And they block disappeared, that's some karma, dawg You say you a dawg, then ruff, nigga, I'm a dawg When I need a friend, you my best friend When I need a friend, you my only friend (Yeah) You my twin You my twin, you my treacherous lil' twin You my twin, you my treacherous lil' twin You my twin (What?) When I need a friend, you my only friend (Mhm) Who can I depend on like you? No one (What?) In the bed, she get wicked, with her parents she be wholesome (Woah) I don't show ID at clubs, 'cause they know that I'm 21 (Woah, 21) Who would do the things we do for each other? Nigga, no one (Woah) Would you die for me? Would you go at niggas necks like a tie for me? Do the time for a crime you didn't do for me? Or do a crime at a time when it was loose for me? I wanna tell you how I feel when I'm loaded (Oh) I would lay somethin' down for you I would clear a whole town for you Spray the whole hundred round for you Twistin' all my fingers for my dawg You my treacherous lil' twin, and you know that we locked in And I love you like my kin, it's whatever for you I go up and down that road, I go anywhere you go When you tell me life is good, I want better for you (Yeah) You my twin You my twin, you my treacherous lil' twin You my twin, you my treacherous lil' twin You my twin, you my treacherous lil' twin
Writer(s): Aubrey Graham, Elgin Lumpkin, Noel Cadastre, Ozan Yildirim, Matthew Samuels, She Yaa Bin Abraham Joseph, M. Mccollum Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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