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my twin - mxlachi lyrics

[intro]
like, i love you, mxlachi, but, you gotta do better
gang

[chorus: mxlachi]
it’s either you or your partner, it’s a win, win (d*mn)
i call up zero, n*gga, if i need him, he gon’ shoot, n*gga, that’s my twin (twin)
why you purpin’, n*gga, i ain’t your friend (why?)
we in his bush, we don’t even blend (we don’t)
they call me kai, n*gga, i’m the trend (uh*huh)
i’ll say, “i stopped,” then do it again (i did)
i got the xans, what you need? (what? lil’ bro)
in the telly smoking weed
you not a trap n*gga, go and read (go read)
oh, you a clone, n*gga, you my seed (my seed)
i get a hunnid, i thought we agreed (we did)
i won’t stop ’til that n*gga bleed (i won’t)
[verse 1: nutso thugn]
you know what the f*ck brackin’ n*gga, yeah, ape clan sh*t, on gang
woah*woah, watch that n*gga bleed, pull up, yeah we shred
yeah, we gon’ boil his block, n*gga, like a egg (like a еgg)
i ain’t puttin’ down my fire, n*gga, i ain’t craig (nah, i ain’t craig)
f*cked a n*gga main b*tch, he wanna slidе, i did
spinnin’ on his block, yeah, again and again
you an ape k, n*gga, don’t call me yo’ twin (clan)
five*seven bullet, n*gga, this a f&n
all my n*ggas booted up, strapped up with a green

[verse 2: lawsy & ]
i ain’t gon’ stop ’til the muh’f*cker dead
cook it up, sellin’ junkies meds
why you talkin’ so hot? gotta get that boy checked
white ho want cocaine, she a rat
i’m f*ckin’ on three b*tches in this bed
i heard he a sh*t*talker, we gon’ fill him with lead
sh*t*talker, b*tch, we gettin’ him gone
what’s that up in my pack? i’m smoking strong
f*ckin’ yo’ b*tch to my f*ckin’ songs
sippin’ on lean in the styrofoam
i’m f*ckin’ your b*tch, do we got a problem, bro? (yeah)
i’m tryna spit game but i’m high as f*ck
i got all hoes on me, gotta line ’em up
i saw a opp, b*tch, i had to light him up
b*tch in my ear sayin’ lawsy, pick up
[verse 3: mxlachi]
i k!ll a n*gga and don’t even care (i don’t)
“that n*gga sticked up, that ain’t fair” (it’s not)
i got two glocks, n*gga, that’s a pair
we catch a b*tch n*gga just to clear the air
[copy?] n*ggas, i’m not ric flair
i’m off a perc’, all i do is f*ckin’ stare
shoot a n*gga, make him burn (what?)
smoking this f*ck n*gga out the urn (what?)
i do not trust n*gga, they gon’ turn (on god)
he don’t know ’bout kai, well, he finna learn

[verse 4: swerzie]
he don’t know about swerz’, put his ass in the dirt
i’m with them riders, they ready to murk
kai just wanna take your life for a [pound? pie?] and a perc’
rollin’ ’round with some demons, they dyin’ to hurt
give a f*ck yo’ location, we sliding to murk
hold up, he in my city, i’m finna go drive*by
this choppa gon’ make sure his family bye*bye
we leavin’ the scene like some sh*t in a sci*fi
leaving it scary
yellow my diamonds, they look like canary
you got a problem, i’ll pull up, i’m airing
how you get beat up on live, that embarry
how you get caught up online, that’s embarrassing
i’m in the muh’f*ckin’ field, b*tch, i’m [?]
you not from chat’, motherf*cker from harrison
i’m not a rapper, b*tch, i am a parasite, b*tch

- mxlachi lyrics

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