Conjoined Twins Idontknowjeffery & Black Smurf

[Verse 1: Idontknowjeffery]
All the opps dead like a Team Sesh fan
Told the little bitch please bring your best friend
Married to the game, Black Smurf the best man
You a fuck nigga hit 'em with the (?)
Hit him with the right hand, chop 'em with the left hand
Kick down the door an they ain't let Jeff in
They ain't wanna open up the door for a young man
Quit sleeping on me fuck nigga slept in
Conjoined twins, Conjoined twins I got a fucked up head
Smoking on opps, he a Marlboro Red
Hell nah he a Newport 100 instead
I'd rather keep it 100 instead
Handle that smoke I know how to pledge
I don't repeat anything that I said
Ran outta opps nigga all of 'em dead

[Verse 2: Black Smurf]
He dead to the perc I'm dead to the bread
Way buddy move start thinking he the feds
(?) for the bag
Fortunately it did put a bag on his head
Hunnit on the top he be gone in the wind
Like (?) I'm just going for the win
Black Smurf I just ride the wave like a fan
(?)
Play with the money I'm (?)
Play with the game I'll punch you in the lung
Never know what I'd do for the funds
Never know what I'd do for a band
Bitch (?) treat her like a fan
For the Ben Frank I do a nigga bad
Wasn't broke but I leave a pad in the pad
323- break a nigga like a (?)
Do it bareface I don't even need a mask
I don't need a gun I can do it with my hands
Real talk (?) going out bad
Can't take a break yeah my foot on the gas
Ain't going down, this motion untouched
Said she love me hit her ass with the (?)
Why she on me (?)
Hustle too (?) 'til my soul turn to dust