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Twin (feat. Tink)
Ann Marie
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(Hitmaka) (Catour, **** it up) Twin Know you gon' be my bitch 'til the end Know you gon' ride for me, 'cause I'm gon' ride for you And if she got beef with you, better bring enough smoke for two That's how I come for you Twin If he trickin' on me then he trickin' on you Told him, "Meet me at Phipps," and he had to buy two That's just how it goes when your bitch got you They be clique-in' up, but that be fu' I ain't have nobody, it was always you They know not to play 'cause I'm crazy 'bout you Twin Gotta be careful who you call your friend These hoes ain't loyal, they just pretend That's why I keep my circle small, can't trust no bitch Except my bitch Twin Know you gon' be my bitch 'til the end Know you gon' ride for me, 'cause I'm gon' ride for you And if she got beef with you, better bring enough smoke for two That's how I come for you Twin If he trickin' on me then he trickin' on you Told him, "Meet me at Phipps," and he had to buy two That's just how it goes when your bitch got you They be clique-in' up, but that be fu' I ain't have nobody, it was always you They know not to play 'cause I'm crazy 'bout you (Oh, oh-oh) Twin Girl, drop a pin and tell me where to meet you (Oh, oh) I'll spin the block on a opp if they ever mistreat you Nobody knows you better than I do (Oh-woah, yeah) If bitches want smoke, then I'm ready to slide through (Slide through) 'Cause girl you my twin and it's up if you call (Call) Might hit a lick and then split with you, yeah, that's just how we ball (Just how we ball, hey) Don't need no new bitches up in this ride (Ride, woah, yeah) Here 'til the end, it's just me and my twin on the passenger side Twin Know you gon' be my bitch 'til the end Know you gon' ride for me, 'cause I'm gon' ride for you And if she got beef with you, better bring enough smoke for two That's how I come for you Twin If he trickin' on me then he trickin' on you Told him, "Meet me at Phipps," and he had to buy two That's just how it goes when your bitch got you They be clique-in' up, but that be fu' I ain't have nobody, it was always you They know not to play 'cause I'm crazy 'bout you Twin Gotta be careful who you call your friends (Oh, oh-oh) These hoes ain't loyal, they just pretend (Oh, oh-oh) So, I keep my circle small, can't trust no bitch
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