Twin (feat. Tink)

(Hitmaka)

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(Catour, fuck it up)

Twin

Know you gon' be my bitch 'til the end

Know you gon' ride for me, 'cause I'm gon' ride for you

And if she got beef with you, better bring enough smoke for two

That's how I come for you

Twin

If he trickin' on me then he trickin' on you

Told him, "Meet me at Phipps," and he had to buy two

That's just how it goes when your bitch got you

They be clique-in' up, but that shit be fu'

I ain't have nobody, it was always you

They know not to play 'cause I'm crazy 'bout you

Twin

Gotta be careful who you call your friend

These hoes ain't loyal, they just pretend

That's why I keep my circle small, can't trust no bitch

Except my bitch

Twin

Know you gon' be my bitch 'til the end

Know you gon' ride for me, 'cause I'm gon' ride for you

And if she got beef with you, better bring enough smoke for two

That's how I come for you

Twin

If he trickin' on me then he trickin' on you

Told him, "Meet me at Phipps," and he had to buy two

That's just how it goes when your bitch got you

They be clique-in' up, but that shit be fu'

I ain't have nobody, it was always you

They know not to play 'cause I'm crazy 'bout you (Oh, oh-oh)

Twin

Girl, drop a pin and tell me where to meet you (Oh, oh)

I'll spin the block on a opp if they ever mistreat you

Nobody knows you better than I do (Oh-woah, yeah)

If bitches want smoke, then I'm ready to slide through (Slide through)

'Cause girl you my twin and it's up if you call (Call)

Might hit a lick and then split with you

Yeah, that's just how we ball (Just how we ball, hey)

Don't need no new bitches up in this ride (Ride, woah, yeah)

Here 'til the end, it's just me and my twin on the passenger side

Twin

Know you gon' be my bitch 'til the end

Know you gon' ride for me, 'cause I'm gon' ride for you

And if she got beef with you, better bring enough smoke for two

That's how I come for you

Twin

If he trickin' on me then he trickin' on you

Told him, "Meet me at Phipps," and he had to buy two

That's just how it goes when your bitch got you

They be clique-in' up, but that shit be fu'

I ain't have nobody, it was always you

They know not to play 'cause I'm crazy 'bout you

Twin

Gotta be careful who you call your friends (Oh, oh-oh)

These hoes ain't loyal, they just pretend (Oh, oh-oh)

So, I keep my circle small, can't trust no bitch