Letras
I got my twin in the booth, you know we two for two
Yo, bitch, she me and Vee, she don't know who to choose
I perfected shit talking and dropped out of school
I got a eight leg in my bed like I'm on Fanduel
You ever had three hoes and it was one of you
My first scam I jammed the chip, and then it went through
We smoking Shaudy Os, nigga, fuck some Froot Loops
The opps mad I'm still alive, I feel like Ra's al Ghul
I'm short as hell, hitting some tall shit, I need a stool
My momma brother named Buck, we shout out John Hughes
Me and twin be pourin' up, but we got Don too
I got a plug named Denzel, I call him John Q
I got a junkie that I love, she really think she Rue
All my Jeans be Japanese, think I got blasian roots
Don't be hating on my exes, they made a way for you
I've been ignoring all her texts what that pager do
If you a hoe, then you a hoe, it ain't no saving you
I'm quick to Slam-A-Slut just like my nigga RAFA do
If you ain't fucking with the guys, there ain't no place for you
We locked in with the money like a Freemason group
Different colored diamonds on me look like Rubik's cubes
She mad her momma think I'm cute, cause I like cougars too
Island girl, hips moving like a hula hoop
Niggas mini me's, they do what they see Calipe do
If you the bro, I put you on, but I can't carry you
That pussy good, but that don't mean that I'ma marry you
She from the hood, but she know how to keep it classy too
Yeah
I got my twin in the booth, you know we two for two
Your bitch see me and me, she don't know who to choose
I perfected shit talking and dropped out of school
I got a eight leg in my bed like im on Fanduel
You ever had three hoes and it was one of you
My first scam I jammed the chip, and then it went through
We smoking Shaudy Os nigga, fuck some Froot Loops
The opps mad I'm still alive, I feel like Ra's al Ghul
I'm short as hell, hitting some tall shit I need a stool
My momma's brother named Buck, but shout out John Hughes