[Intro]
You know I been talkin' bout shit
(Light this shit up, 2AAB)
(My twizzy)
I know this shit up, you know what I'm sayin', I'm on my twizzy shit
Whats in the world? I got some [?]
(Twizzy)
Bitches in the club
(Call that bitch my bizzy, uh-huh)
Know what I'm talkin' bout, knew that shit
(Might fuck on my bizzy)
Call that bitch my bitch
(Might fuck on my bizzy)
[Chorus]
Yeah, I'm with my bitch, I call her my bizzy
When I'm with my twin, I call him my twizzy
I can't talk right now, lil bitch, I'm busy
I sip all that lean, boy, I might crash out
Livin' like I been dead person for some years, better bring the casket
I got me some new Celine with some rings, diamonds in the basket
Same bitch want bands, suckin' on the team, how the fuck you beggin'?
You ain't never had no racks, never had a bag, how the fuck you braggin'?
[Bridge]
Rockin' a Teflon tee
Rockin' a mink coat [?]
I got 25 thousand [?]
She gon' watch me count it before she spread that shit for me
I ain't even speak no language, money counters all I speak
That bitch say I was her favorite, yeah that bitch head just for me
I remember back when I was broke, I couldn't even afford no expensive tee
[Verse]
Regardless I get to that cheese
[?] got me a Bugatti, I can go faster than all the police
I'm buying that mansion cash, no I don't feel like paying no lease
Man this shit going way too fast, but that's good enough for me
Yeah, she trendy she like fast cars, she like living large
We got plenty, don't care bout no penny, my money gon' stack to mars
Call her my head, cause she gon' throw that head like she work at a college
She got a PhD from me, that please don't hate me I'll give you that knowledge
Give me the noggin
I'm on the sause and I'm lyin'
I'm in the stu' with all of my twins and we ain't go to sleep until the morning
I ain't talk to nobody cause everyone else but me is so boring
I just copped the flight I'm in New York I'm at the Helmut Lang store
You care about them followers, boy you got it backwards
Get that money, stack it up until it come back with a half more
It's some secrets to this shit but I can't tell you the password
Yeah, ever since I got this bread the bitches they turn to whores
[Chorus]
Yeah, I'm with my bitch, I call her my bizzy
When I'm with my twin, I call him my twizzy
I can't talk right now, lil bitch, I'm busy
I sip all that lean, boy, I might crash out
Livin' like I been dead person for some years, better bring the casket
I got me some lean with some rings, diamonds in the basket
Same bitch want bands, suckin' on the team, how the fuck you beggin'?
You ain't never had no racks, never had a bag, how the fuck you braggin'?
You know I been talkin' bout shit
(Light this shit up, 2AAB)
(My twizzy)
I know this shit up, you know what I'm sayin', I'm on my twizzy shit
Whats in the world? I got some [?]
(Twizzy)
Bitches in the club
(Call that bitch my bizzy, uh-huh)
Know what I'm talkin' bout, knew that shit
(Might fuck on my bizzy)
Call that bitch my bitch
(Might fuck on my bizzy)
[Chorus]
Yeah, I'm with my bitch, I call her my bizzy
When I'm with my twin, I call him my twizzy
I can't talk right now, lil bitch, I'm busy
I sip all that lean, boy, I might crash out
Livin' like I been dead person for some years, better bring the casket
I got me some new Celine with some rings, diamonds in the basket
Same bitch want bands, suckin' on the team, how the fuck you beggin'?
You ain't never had no racks, never had a bag, how the fuck you braggin'?
[Bridge]
Rockin' a Teflon tee
Rockin' a mink coat [?]
I got 25 thousand [?]
She gon' watch me count it before she spread that shit for me
I ain't even speak no language, money counters all I speak
That bitch say I was her favorite, yeah that bitch head just for me
I remember back when I was broke, I couldn't even afford no expensive tee
[Verse]
Regardless I get to that cheese
[?] got me a Bugatti, I can go faster than all the police
I'm buying that mansion cash, no I don't feel like paying no lease
Man this shit going way too fast, but that's good enough for me
Yeah, she trendy she like fast cars, she like living large
We got plenty, don't care bout no penny, my money gon' stack to mars
Call her my head, cause she gon' throw that head like she work at a college
She got a PhD from me, that please don't hate me I'll give you that knowledge
Give me the noggin
I'm on the sause and I'm lyin'
I'm in the stu' with all of my twins and we ain't go to sleep until the morning
I ain't talk to nobody cause everyone else but me is so boring
I just copped the flight I'm in New York I'm at the Helmut Lang store
You care about them followers, boy you got it backwards
Get that money, stack it up until it come back with a half more
It's some secrets to this shit but I can't tell you the password
Yeah, ever since I got this bread the bitches they turn to whores
[Chorus]
Yeah, I'm with my bitch, I call her my bizzy
When I'm with my twin, I call him my twizzy
I can't talk right now, lil bitch, I'm busy
I sip all that lean, boy, I might crash out
Livin' like I been dead person for some years, better bring the casket
I got me some lean with some rings, diamonds in the basket
Same bitch want bands, suckin' on the team, how the fuck you beggin'?
You ain't never had no racks, never had a bag, how the fuck you braggin'?
( Yeat )
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