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twin - redda lyrics

[chorus]
twin, twin, twin (uh)
twin, twin, twin (uh)
i’m with my twin, gettin’ more wins, doin’ this sh*t ’til the end
b*tch, she so d*mn bad, but i f*cked on her friend
’bout a bad, but i went for the win

[verse]
ain’t know that i’m goin’ too up, know that she on my win
(that she on my win)
i put that eight in my cup, yeah, you know that i gotta some sip
(yeah, i gotta some sip)
she said she ain’t live with lil redda, but i think she just want d*ck
i just pulled up to the show like ten hoes ask for a pic
you know that i ride with a pole, yeah, you know that i ride with a stick
yeah, i’m ’bout to take me an ex and this sh*t really look like some tricks
yeah, we gettin’ to it to the money, we gettin’ to it to the dope
yeah, and i keep f*ckin’ that b*tch on the hood and i’m like “yeah, yeah, i love her though”
yeah, we gettin’ to that f*ckin’ red, lil’ b*tch, we gettin’ to the dope
yeah, i’m in those shoes and i feel like i’m dead, lil’ b*tch, the rooms turnin’ glow
yeah, i got a bentley, bet that girl is goin’ so fast, yeah
i’m on a perc and that ex got my heart goin’ fast, yeah
i almost died on that sh*t, man, that would’ve been ass
but i’m still here, my boy
had to punch her, i need any toy
she keep blowin’ me up, it’s enormous
everybody know i’m rid of that boy, huh, huh, huh, huh
two*twenty, my motherf*cker dashed a b*tch, but you already knew that, yeah
i’m feelin’ busted, i’m in h*ll, gotta go get me some new tats
every time i open my phone, man, i swear it’s some motherf*ckin’ new rap
and every day i’m makin’ the beats, every day i’m makin’ some new raps
i’m a trendy kid, i like who that?
you do crank i like you was in new jet
every month gotta get me a new jet
every month gotta get me a new gap
got a shawty, i shawty that blue bag
yeah, i shawty that sh*t, really blue bag
as i got me, i’m walking for two racks
rock a hot like i made twenty*two tracks
put some bread on [?], made two racks
it’s a glock, no, it’s not a two*two strap
i put a lace on and i got two straps
it’s a bag, please don’t get it twisted
i’m in the pain, i’m in the pain
oh, we not the same, ’cause your b*tch got trained
that boy here lame and there’s no one up left
think i said that already, don’t gotta explain
yeah, yeah
[chorus]
twin, twin, twin (uh)
twin, twin, twin (uh)
i’m with my twin, gettin’ more wins, doin’ this sh*t ’til the end
b*tch, she so d*mn bad, but i f*cked on her friend
’bout a bad, but i went for the win

- redda lyrics

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