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couple - r2rcam lyrics

[verse 1]
yeah, talkin’ ’bout wins, got a couple (wins)
i fell in love with my twin and my twizzy, my partner, my cuddo (my twin)
i fell in love with the money, just watch it come in, watch it double (facts)
i’m at the top of the building with all of the guys, this sh*t feel like a huddle (yeah, 22)
i’m in the field making plays and you watching me, this sh*t feel like hudl (uh)
smoking on gas and i’m blowing the breeze, at this point i can reach for the rubble
at this point i’m so lucky, i reach in the trash and then pull out a diamond, a couple (pull out a diamond)
told lil’ baby, “he could be your lil’ diamond, but we cannot be a lil’ couple”
shawty know how to throw it on a handstand
pulled up in u*haul, bringing the bands in
she wanna tag team, brought all her friends in
she wanna match mе, i’m off the crimson
they wanna watch my moves, lil’ bеn 10 (go, go ‘head)
go ‘head and move with them crabs, they be pinchin’
k got a glock on the side, we ain’t flinchin’
i’m still confused why i stay in they mentions
[chorus]
wifey and boo, got her off of her hinges
lie, [?], i just take her attention (yeah, yeah)
straight out the lot, i ain’t rent it (yeah, yeah)
he fell off, he writing the rents (the rents)
ask me if i use a pen, fake all this sh*t, i just say what i meant (say what i meant)
yeah, yeah, i just pulled up in a 300, b*tch, we not worried ’bout sh*t
yeah, ayy, i let us get to the money, no, no, we not worried ’bout sh*t (not worried ’bout sh*t)

[verse 2]
yeah, all of them clowns, they just like to talk funny, no, no, we not worried ’bout it (we not worried ’bout—)
crossing the line, then we sending the blitz
you can hit me up once, i’m like, “d*mn, i’m the sh*t”
feel like twenty*four months, i ain’t drop nun’ but hits
i just took off like a rocket, lil’ bye, bye, lil’ b*tch

[bridge]
bye, bye, bye, bye, bye
all of these labels—
i’m on a whole ‘nother level, lil’ b*tch
i’m on a whole ‘nother level

[verse 3]
i was gon’ stop it, but f*ck it, no stoppin’
i just cook in the stu’, i gustavo
all that cap, that’s not you, could you stop it? (cap)
send the— pfft at you, could you stop it?
yeah, when i come through, they all flockin’
yeah, i put your boo on my pocket
yeah, give you a noose and i knot it
yeah, you already knew i’m a menace
[chorus]
wifey and boo, got her off of her hinges
lie, [?], i just take her attention (yeah, yeah)
straight out the lot, i ain’t rent it (yeah, yeah)
he fell off, he writing the rents (the rents)
ask me if i use a pen, fake all this sh*t, i just say what i meant (say what i meant)
yeah, yeah, i just pulled up in a 300, b*tch, we not worried ’bout sh*t
yeah, ayy, i let us get to the money, no, no, we not worried ’bout sh*t (not worried ’bout sh*t)

- r2rcam lyrics

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