Hoppin out the spaceship in Balenci's feel like Neil
Im not used to popping beans still got stripes behind the wheel
And when we riding in that sprinter we got all the windows tinted
Yea I used to pop them Addys I'm not f*cking with the Ritalin
Niggas talking never winning tell them suckas come and spin again (Spin back)
Im in that tonka switching lanes and I just do it for Adrenaline
I dont like to talk on phones if you got questions go ask twin n nem
You and me you my twin you be acting like my synonym
Twin XDs straight from Hell Cain and Abel
Aye Biscotti over runts rolling up on dining tables
Popping percs up in the east not for the weak that could be fatal
And I make my own beats why would I ever f*ck with labels
And I be mixing up the drugs niggas tweakin how I'm stable
And this is mud up in my cup no Aunt Jemima f*ck the maple
And niggas speaking on my name they telling lies they telling fables
Telling lies they telling fables
Spin a nigga block like a tornado
I been trynna count my racks these niggas trynna stop me
Lil Spanish bitch scream she call me papi
Run up on yo block make it sloppy
All my shit expensive you can't top me
I might spend a hunnid bands on a fast jeep
This that brand new margiela hoe I'm not cheap
Twin XDs straight from Hell Cain and Abel
And the trackhawk supercharged push that bitch not its not stable
And the killer still at large seen that boy up on the cable
You would think I pray in a synagogue the way I stack this paper
Trackhawk supercharged boot up go to Mars
Up in Saks Fith 10 racks bitch I blew em all
Bought a hellcat whip that trynna evade the law
Pop XD FN if they think we soft
I need packs packs gimme all the packs
I need racks on racks I need all the racks
Ill pop out with two twin XDs nigga that'll send you straight to God
Ion care if its a hellcat or a trackhawk all I need is that bitch supercharged
(Skrrrt)
Twin XDs pack a punch
Got my Mustang and Sally
Swear to God ima catch a body
Dropping niggas is my new hobby
By myself I'm at peace
When I'm high I got no feelings
Spin the block its a cold killing
These niggas sick needa get the penicillin
(Outro)
Twin XDs Video (MV)
Performed By: Haku
Language: English
Length: 3:12
Written by: Jalen Hardiman, Delbert Longino, Darren Avent
Haku - Twin XDs Lyrics
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Hoppin out the spaceship in Balenci's feel like Neil
Im not used to popping beans still got stripes behind the wheel
And when we riding in that sprinter we got all the windows tinted
Yea I used to pop them Addys I'm not f*cking with the Ritalin
Niggas talking never winning tell them suckas come and spin again (Spin back)
Im in that tonka switching lanes and I just do it for Adrenaline
I dont like to talk on phones if you got questions go ask twin n nem
You and me you my twin you be acting like my synonym
Twin XDs straight from Hell Cain and Abel
Aye Biscotti over runts rolling up on dining tables
Popping percs up in the east not for the weak that could be fatal
And I make my own beats why would I ever f*ck with labels
And I be mixing up the drugs niggas tweakin how I'm stable
And this is mud up in my cup no Aunt Jemima f*ck the maple
And niggas speaking on my name they telling lies they telling fables
Telling lies they telling fables
Spin a nigga block like a tornado
I been trynna count my racks these niggas trynna stop me
Lil Spanish bitch scream she call me papi
Run up on yo block make it sloppy
All my shit expensive you can't top me
I might spend a hunnid bands on a fast jeep
This that brand new margiela hoe I'm not cheap
Twin XDs straight from Hell Cain and Abel
And the trackhawk supercharged push that bitch not its not stable
And the killer still at large seen that boy up on the cable
You would think I pray in a synagogue the way I stack this paper
Trackhawk supercharged boot up go to Mars
Up in Saks Fith 10 racks bitch I blew em all
Bought a hellcat whip that trynna evade the law
Pop XD FN if they think we soft
I need packs packs gimme all the packs
I need racks on racks I need all the racks
Ill pop out with two twin XDs nigga that'll send you straight to God
Ion care if its a hellcat or a trackhawk all I need is that bitch supercharged
(Skrrrt)
Twin XDs pack a punch
Got my Mustang and Sally
Swear to God ima catch a body
Dropping niggas is my new hobby
By myself I'm at peace
When I'm high I got no feelings
Spin the block its a cold killing
These niggas sick needa get the penicillin
(Outro)
Im not used to popping beans still got stripes behind the wheel
And when we riding in that sprinter we got all the windows tinted
Yea I used to pop them Addys I'm not f*cking with the Ritalin
Niggas talking never winning tell them suckas come and spin again (Spin back)
Im in that tonka switching lanes and I just do it for Adrenaline
I dont like to talk on phones if you got questions go ask twin n nem
You and me you my twin you be acting like my synonym
Twin XDs straight from Hell Cain and Abel
Aye Biscotti over runts rolling up on dining tables
Popping percs up in the east not for the weak that could be fatal
And I make my own beats why would I ever f*ck with labels
And I be mixing up the drugs niggas tweakin how I'm stable
And this is mud up in my cup no Aunt Jemima f*ck the maple
And niggas speaking on my name they telling lies they telling fables
Telling lies they telling fables
Spin a nigga block like a tornado
I been trynna count my racks these niggas trynna stop me
Lil Spanish bitch scream she call me papi
Run up on yo block make it sloppy
All my shit expensive you can't top me
I might spend a hunnid bands on a fast jeep
This that brand new margiela hoe I'm not cheap
Twin XDs straight from Hell Cain and Abel
And the trackhawk supercharged push that bitch not its not stable
And the killer still at large seen that boy up on the cable
You would think I pray in a synagogue the way I stack this paper
Trackhawk supercharged boot up go to Mars
Up in Saks Fith 10 racks bitch I blew em all
Bought a hellcat whip that trynna evade the law
Pop XD FN if they think we soft
I need packs packs gimme all the packs
I need racks on racks I need all the racks
Ill pop out with two twin XDs nigga that'll send you straight to God
Ion care if its a hellcat or a trackhawk all I need is that bitch supercharged
(Skrrrt)
Twin XDs pack a punch
Got my Mustang and Sally
Swear to God ima catch a body
Dropping niggas is my new hobby
By myself I'm at peace
When I'm high I got no feelings
Spin the block its a cold killing
These niggas sick needa get the penicillin
(Outro)
Writer: Jalen Hardiman, Delbert Longino, Darren Avent
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid