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twin coupes - semi homie lyrics

[intro]
(on the men)
(on the men, they know how i’m coming)
(yo hustle)
([?])

[chorus]
you ain’t get no money, you ain’t never touch a hundred you still struggle
we open all them doors at one time b*tch we call that real structure
just got a lil’ drop on one of these rappers i think i’m on to something
i’m ducking the law there’s sh*t going on might take a trip out florida or something
n*gga riding round in twenty percents i’m riding it back hardly see out this b*tch
he ain’t even playing with twenty and you speaking on me you broke as sh*t
i got a ten for your broke*ass, that and your namе, give her ten shе gave me the drop on her old n*gga
never heard of this n*gga until this year
lil’ n*gga you know what i made this year?

[verse]
took down a n*gga for a hundred try to start off the year
me and glo got to kirking we pushed up in twin coupes
got a free g30 n*gga was sweet off a b*tch coupe
they be trusting these b*tches i’ma get him again
i’m the one n*ggas call when they want to buy their sh*t back
getting sh*t back off the arm i don’t feel that
i [?] with another n*gga gun
i was working that b*tch hopped out of that toyota truck
getting active we really be doing it
the law keep towing our cars it’s our third time moving it
lil’ cuz getting busy with that switch it’s his fourth time using it
you a b*tch you just make good music
lil’ bro just called me he just hit his first n*gga
don’t believe when they tell you i be taking down n*ggas
sh*t business, n*gga get the f*ck out your feelings
we was sending that sh*t at his car he was kicking it
i’m with jai we go through any time of the day
catch a n*gga at seven in the morning while he out [?]
i couldn’t wait to [?] drac’ [?] arm
n*gga try to buck at [?] hit him his dumbass was tripping
got a n*gga for his car me and trale was tripping
it’s a one*man move you’ll die if you don’t listen
all that soft [?] i ain’t really here for that
i want to do something to you i’ma do it that’s that
this hashtag gang we break hearts on the internet
that car came through and swag was stopping that
my young n*gga got active i ain’t gon’ lie i was proud of that
try to catch him down bad put his ass on a private jet
know i’m with estha and i’m sitting on the addy
i don’t be f*cking with them switches they be shooting too fast
b*tch i’ll go spend your life in the morning
put my hood in your song why the f*ck is you drunk?
[chorus]
you ain’t get no money, you ain’t never touch a hundred you still struggle
we open all them doors at one time b*tch we call that real structure
just got a lil’ drop on one of these rappers i think i’m on to something
i’m ducking the law there’s sh*t going on might take a trip out florida or something
n*gga riding round in twenty percents i’m riding it back hardly see out this b*tch
he ain’t even playing with twenty and you speaking on me you broke as sh*t
i got a ten for your broke*ass, that and your name, give her ten she gave me the drop on her old n*gga
never heard of this n*gga until this year
lil’ n*gga you know what i made this year?

- semi homie lyrics

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