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lirik lagu summrs – twin say

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verse 1 [summrs]:

okay, put the gloves on, n~gga, we going in, don’t drop that rod
my n~gga, deuce tweaked out on x pills, because he might have to [?]
[?] flocked out, n~ggas our way, unless you want his ass to meet god
we in that fast b~tch, in a fast lane, that b~tch knew it was us, soon as she saw it
my n~ggas sending that drank through the east, [?], that b~tch gon land tomorrow
my n~ggas keepin that self~defense even if you poppin out at the mall
in a ferrari spider on the i~10, that b~tch tryna call a f~cking wall
ain’t none of my n~ggas hoes, we stand on all 10 like we tall
she tryna kick sh~t with the big dogs, put her ass on molly, she got lockjaw
n~gga see this b~tch liking my pics on ig, asking did i hit, im like “nah”
just linked with my n~gga [?] he showed me a hundred, told that b~tch we ball
all my x b~tches tell me im going hollywood, [?]
sippin quavo, quavo, quavo, clutching that draco, knock ya ass off
my n~gga wick clutch sticks like it’s taliban, ‘just walked in with the hoe sawed~off
b~tch keep tryna tell me she love me, lil b~tch you stupid, just take clothes off

verse 2 [kankan]:

yea, like hol on
you know we got dracs inside this b~tch
[?], you can lose yo life inside this b~tch
i got 2 phones, cuz these hoes be on my d~ck
walked in with 2 poles, even though these n~ggas they ain’t on sh~t
like the group home, hol on, two~tone, aye freeband sh~t, b~tch i feel like pluto
hol on rr (moan) taliban
drac came with a scope, uh heard it hit his mans
hol on, twin say, that sh~t fire as f~ck, cop that new drac
hol on, twin say , when you blow that b~tch, make sure you hit his face
hol on, twin say, [?], and throw that b~tch away
ridin broad day, ain’t no women, so it ain’t no case
hol on, twin say, call up pj, yea we outta state
i’m like “d~mn”
how the f~ck i catch a case right outta state
and i caught that b~tch soon as i left la
aye had a bond, was out the second day
outro: okay, put the gloves on, n~gga, we going in, don’t drop that rod
my n~gga, deuce tweaked out on x pills, because he might have to [?]
[?] flocked out, n~ggas our way, unless you want his ass to meet god
we in that fast b~tch, in a fast lane, that b~tch knew it was us, soon as she saw it
my n~ggas sending that drank through the east, [?], that b~tch gon land tomorrow
my n~ggas keepin that self~defense even if you poppin out at the mall
in a ferrari spider on the i~10, that b~tch tryna call a f~cking wall


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