[Intro: Ralo]
Yeah, whoo!
Fam, goon
Oh Twysted
Yeah, uh

[Chorus: Ralo]
Tell 'em I'll never look back
Got the game in the book bag
Got the streets in a choke hold
We gon' get them bricks by the boat load
Stay down, ten toes, them bricks in, they get sold
We ain't never goin' back broke
Nigga, fuck a friend where that pack go
You ain't gotta tell 'em [?]
We ain't goin' back and forth about a ho
All that hatin' shit, it's out of control
Never talk to a ho 'bout the bro
Never switch up, never bitch up
Get the picture, I don't miss her
I don't love her, I don't want her
I don't need her, I never did

[Verse 1: Ralo]
Pockets bigger than an elephant
Got the F&N with a felony
Remember they ain't wanna let him in
Now I'm better than [?]
Percocet with the ten, yeah
Grab my bitch and go in, yeah
Ask her, can I fuck her friend, yeah
That lil pussy gettin' big, yeah
Drop the top then I burnt out
Fuckin' freak hoes got me turn't out
In the parking lot fuck a parking spot
My shit cost a lot, yeah
My shit cost more than his, yeah
A young nigga with them M's, wooh
Got more money than my peers
And they been workin' all the years
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