Lyrics

You gotta let me know what's up with you 'fore I hit your friend Top floor shit, yeah, penthouse shit, yeah, that's just what we in Hop right out of that Beamer, broski hop right out of that Benz None of these bitches know my name, yeah, they just call me Twin Uzis, 'cause they groupies And I don't even want no friends They ruthless, and they clueless I'm just focused on them M's And good music, gettin' to it Niggas always say they gon' spin And don't do it, they so goofy Wanna know what I be in I'm just coolin' with my Ksubi Already know what I'm in White tee, in my Ksubis All the bullshit make me grin It's just funny, you so stupid New G-L-O-C-K's in Can't wait to go use it I don't really think you my speed, but fuck it, that's your problem Nigga still pourin' up that green, and don't know why he nauseous D-R-A-C-O on me, so you better be cautious And I been gettin' to that cheese, straight blue, it's no cottage Got a whole honey bun on me off streams, not college Goddamn, I'm poppin' I just took lil' cuz to the mall, how much we finna spend? You say you miss me and I say I miss you, but really it just depends, so You gotta let me know what's up with you 'fore I hit your friend Top floor shit, yeah, penthouse shit, yeah, that's just what we in Hop right out of that Beamer, broski hop right out of that Benz None of these bitches know my name, yeah, they just call me Twin Uzis, 'cause they groupies And I don't even want no friends They ruthless, and they clueless I'm just focused on them M's And good music, gettin' to it Niggas always say they gon' spin And don't do it, they so goofy Wanna know what I be in I'm just coolin' with my Ksubi Already know what I'm in White tee, in my Ksubis All the bullshit make me grin It's just funny, you so stupid Bought a stick to protect myself At all costs, I'm a boss That stick a wish him well Now he gone, and he lost And they tried to bring him back They gon' fail, so why try? Goddamn, goodbye 'Kay, bool, it's cool If you think that you gon' rob me, nigga Up my tool, yeah Oh shit, I'm on they ass And I'm high off this gas, ha Put your shit in the trash, twin 'Cause you know that shit ass, yeah .41 hit with no flash Sittin' first class, countin' these racks, yeah These niggas be so out sad With no money tryna live too fast Yeah, I'm tryna hit you, you bad But your friend got a lil' bit of- So you gotta let me (know) You gotta let me know what's up with you 'fore I hit your friend Top floor shit, yeah, penthouse shit, yeah, that's just what we in Hop right out of that Beamer, broski hop right out of that Benz None of these bitches know my name, yeah, they just call me Twin Uzis, 'cause they groupies And I don't even want no friends They ruthless, and they clueless I'm just focused on them M's And good music, gettin' to it Niggas always say they gon' spin And don't do it, they so goofy Wanna know what I be in I'm just coolin' with my Ksubi Already know what I'm in White tee, in my Ksubis All the bullshit make me grin It's just funny, you so stupid
Writer(s): Benjamin C. Phillips Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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