On Dat 2SDxrt3all
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[Intro]
2Solid shit (Yeah)
Nigga livin' like Twin (Nigga steppin' like Twin)
On God (Yeah)
Shoutout to that boy Ceg, he produced that
Everything I love
That's on everything I love
Steppin' like Twin (Yeah)
[Chorus]
I been stayin' humble, seen everything crumble (Everything crumble)
Yeah, I seen him in that field, made him fumble (I made him fumble)
He don't sell work, hit him with that fire, he tell his mama
Hold up, hit that car, that car (That car, that car)
(Uh-huh)
That's a Glock (That's a Glock)
Nigga, that's my Glock (Come here)
I took everything, now he running back (Everything, everything)
Ahahahahaha, he'll pay for it back (Back)
Who that is? (Who that is?) Nigga, I'm on that (Nigga, I'm on that)
[Verse]
My opps don't know how to hoop, no, they never score (Nah, nah, nah nah, nah, nah, uh-uh)
I seen his ass, he was in the door (I seen his ass, I seen his ass)
He gave me everything, I still asked for more (Everything)
Know I slut her out, she a fuckin' whore (She a fuckin' whore)
If you want beef, know we can go to war (Shoutout to that boy Ceg, he produced that)
(We can go to war, we can go to war)
She a freak, fucked her on the floor (On the floor)
Tell my brudda, "Don't leave the house without yo' pole" (Nigga, what you doin'?)
My twin livin' with me, in my soul (In my soul)
Have you ever had to live off a bowl? (Off a bowl?)
Have you ever had guns comin' in a rove'? (In a rover?)
I just started rappin', got it in a chokehold (In a chokehold)
She got a nigga, I said, "So?" (I said, "So?")
I went up, I ain't even know (I ain't even know)
Tell my shooter, "Aim low" (Aim low, lil' bro)
Oh, he bang, still hit him with this thang though (With this thang though)
[?] still gonna whack (I ain't gotta whack)
I don't think we cool, bet I tax bro (Bet I tax, hold up- who? Bet I tax bro)
2Solid shit (Yeah)
Nigga livin' like Twin (Nigga steppin' like Twin)
On God (Yeah)
Shoutout to that boy Ceg, he produced that
Everything I love
That's on everything I love
Steppin' like Twin (Yeah)
[Chorus]
I been stayin' humble, seen everything crumble (Everything crumble)
Yeah, I seen him in that field, made him fumble (I made him fumble)
He don't sell work, hit him with that fire, he tell his mama
Hold up, hit that car, that car (That car, that car)
(Uh-huh)
That's a Glock (That's a Glock)
Nigga, that's my Glock (Come here)
I took everything, now he running back (Everything, everything)
Ahahahahaha, he'll pay for it back (Back)
Who that is? (Who that is?) Nigga, I'm on that (Nigga, I'm on that)
[Verse]
My opps don't know how to hoop, no, they never score (Nah, nah, nah nah, nah, nah, uh-uh)
I seen his ass, he was in the door (I seen his ass, I seen his ass)
He gave me everything, I still asked for more (Everything)
Know I slut her out, she a fuckin' whore (She a fuckin' whore)
If you want beef, know we can go to war (Shoutout to that boy Ceg, he produced that)
(We can go to war, we can go to war)
She a freak, fucked her on the floor (On the floor)
Tell my brudda, "Don't leave the house without yo' pole" (Nigga, what you doin'?)
My twin livin' with me, in my soul (In my soul)
Have you ever had to live off a bowl? (Off a bowl?)
Have you ever had guns comin' in a rove'? (In a rover?)
I just started rappin', got it in a chokehold (In a chokehold)
She got a nigga, I said, "So?" (I said, "So?")
I went up, I ain't even know (I ain't even know)
Tell my shooter, "Aim low" (Aim low, lil' bro)
Oh, he bang, still hit him with this thang though (With this thang though)
[?] still gonna whack (I ain't gotta whack)
I don't think we cool, bet I tax bro (Bet I tax, hold up- who? Bet I tax bro)
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