letra de evil twin - edot babyy
[intro: edot baby & roscoe g]
grrah, grrah
roscoe, roscoe
rrah, rrah, rrah, rrah, rrah, rrah
elvis
ahh
it’s edot baby
grrah, rrah, rrah, rrah, rrah
[chorus: roscoe g & edot babyy]
if i walk up on feet, bet i get ’em
i was like 12, sha get that boy missin’
on bro, it was 2 in the morning
i’m just tryna spin by a 5th in the corner
lil ddot said “get em”
so, i’ma toss ’till that boy twitching
hop out the v, like, roscoe, get ’em
in the stu, i’m deady off liquor
tryna wipe that boy, if he run, bet i clap that boy
don’t pass me no lotti, i smoke lee roy (lee roy)
tryna spin with like 2 or 3 toys
[verse: edot babyy & roscoe g]
don’t pass me no blay, i’m smokin’ on mezzy, like
last opp got clapped by the deli
i’m tryna spin, let’s make sh-t heavy
like, where they at? for war, i’m ready
i’m bangin’ for bro, still on timin’, if you know then you know
still outside, posted on thе o
setty a b-tch, you ran on your bro
i am not with all that internet actin’
slidе through the rey and yell out “what’s crackin'”
reyweyk, you know what’s gon’ happen, like
we the ones bringin’ the static, like
we the ones causing the havoc
b-tch, we the twins that’s causing the madness, like
on gang, bend through they block, like everything for caine
bro got a chop, and he shoot from long range
don’t come outside, this sh-t ain’t a game
bend through, had n-ggas ducking
creepin’ up, aimin’ for his m-ffin
on court, tryna catch me a bucket
bro said, “f-ck it”, so i had to up it
beam on, got that n-gga runnin’
every opp shot, these n-ggas with nothin’, like
i’m on that sh-t with them n-ggas that talk on my n-ggas, but they ain’t never go get back
i’m rolling up so many n-ggas, it’s c-hii, mezzy, jb, up in my pack
can’t forget about rah rah, matt, jo
all of them n-ggas got wacked
lotti, jayripk
[chorus: roscoe g]
if i walk up on feet, bet i get ’em
i was like 12, sha get that boy missin’
on bro, it was 2 in the morning
i’m just tryna spin by a 5th in the corner
lil ddot said “get em”
so, i’ma toss ’till that boy twitching
hop out the v, like, roscoe, get ’em
in the stu, i’m deady off liquor
tryna wipe that boy, if he run, bet i clap that boy
don’t pass me no lotti, i smoke lee roy (i smoke lee roy)
tryna spin with like 2 or 3 toys
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