Kick that lil bitch just like Fifa
Redeye flight back to the show
This the lifestyle I've been needing
I swear I won't touch that hoe
Don't matter how fast my heart beating
Bitch locked in with the bro
If we don't like you we've been reading
Twin Berettas pop confetti
Is you ready nah nah
I got guns Tommy Vercetti
Like whats happening nah nah
Turn off that TV
I know you don't want that static nah nah
Take off the switchy
This bitch came in automatic nah nah
Her mood swing happen
I don't know if I can take it no more
It's been fight after fight
I'm thinking that I had it enough
You said you been inside
But your location not adding up
Singing from the soul
Exactly why Im lagging on her
If I get locked up
Its probably going be for racketeering
Please don't ask me for no racks
I will not give it to you
She get nasty
She get sloppy
She get teary eyed yeah
Overdose and satan
Only things I ever fear oh yeah
(Woah)
Kick that lil bitch just like Fifa
Redeye flight back to the show
This the lifestyle I've been needing
I swear I won't touch that hoe
Don't matter how fast my heart beating
Bitch locked in with the bro
If we don't like you we've been reading
Twin Berettas pop confetti
Is you ready nah nah
I got guns Tommy Vercetti
Got some fetty yeah yeah
Hollow point
With a tracer
Unleaded yeah yeah
The only reason you on shit
Is cuz I led it
Your phone tapped
You niggas fed
(Yeah)
Moncler fur boots look like Freddy
(Yeah)
She hit up what's the move
Bitch you can get it
(Yeah)
I got white hoes in the party
They been sledding
(Just like Kesha)
She wanna ski, ski, ski
Off the snow
Ski, ski, ski
Off the snow
Up her nose, nose, nose
Cost two hundred
For the blow, blow
Blow she gon' blow it all
(I hope you enjoyed your ride, come again soon!)
(I'm surprised you even made it this far)
twinxtwiz - Tourme (Outro) Lyrics
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Kick that lil bitch just like Fifa
Redeye flight back to the show
This the lifestyle I've been needing
I swear I won't touch that hoe
Don't matter how fast my heart beating
Bitch locked in with the bro
If we don't like you we've been reading
Twin Berettas pop confetti
Is you ready nah nah
I got guns Tommy Vercetti
Like whats happening nah nah
Turn off that TV
I know you don't want that static nah nah
Take off the switchy
This bitch came in automatic nah nah
Her mood swing happen
I don't know if I can take it no more
It's been fight after fight
I'm thinking that I had it enough
You said you been inside
But your location not adding up
Singing from the soul
Exactly why Im lagging on her
If I get locked up
Its probably going be for racketeering
Please don't ask me for no racks
I will not give it to you
She get nasty
She get sloppy
She get teary eyed yeah
Overdose and satan
Only things I ever fear oh yeah
(Woah)
Kick that lil bitch just like Fifa
Redeye flight back to the show
This the lifestyle I've been needing
I swear I won't touch that hoe
Don't matter how fast my heart beating
Bitch locked in with the bro
If we don't like you we've been reading
Twin Berettas pop confetti
Is you ready nah nah
I got guns Tommy Vercetti
Got some fetty yeah yeah
Hollow point
With a tracer
Unleaded yeah yeah
The only reason you on shit
Is cuz I led it
Your phone tapped
You niggas fed
(Yeah)
Moncler fur boots look like Freddy
(Yeah)
She hit up what's the move
Bitch you can get it
(Yeah)
I got white hoes in the party
They been sledding
(Just like Kesha)
She wanna ski, ski, ski
Off the snow
Ski, ski, ski
Off the snow
Up her nose, nose, nose
Cost two hundred
For the blow, blow
Blow she gon' blow it all
(I hope you enjoyed your ride, come again soon!)
(I'm surprised you even made it this far)
Redeye flight back to the show
This the lifestyle I've been needing
I swear I won't touch that hoe
Don't matter how fast my heart beating
Bitch locked in with the bro
If we don't like you we've been reading
Twin Berettas pop confetti
Is you ready nah nah
I got guns Tommy Vercetti
Like whats happening nah nah
Turn off that TV
I know you don't want that static nah nah
Take off the switchy
This bitch came in automatic nah nah
Her mood swing happen
I don't know if I can take it no more
It's been fight after fight
I'm thinking that I had it enough
You said you been inside
But your location not adding up
Singing from the soul
Exactly why Im lagging on her
If I get locked up
Its probably going be for racketeering
Please don't ask me for no racks
I will not give it to you
She get nasty
She get sloppy
She get teary eyed yeah
Overdose and satan
Only things I ever fear oh yeah
(Woah)
Kick that lil bitch just like Fifa
Redeye flight back to the show
This the lifestyle I've been needing
I swear I won't touch that hoe
Don't matter how fast my heart beating
Bitch locked in with the bro
If we don't like you we've been reading
Twin Berettas pop confetti
Is you ready nah nah
I got guns Tommy Vercetti
Got some fetty yeah yeah
Hollow point
With a tracer
Unleaded yeah yeah
The only reason you on shit
Is cuz I led it
Your phone tapped
You niggas fed
(Yeah)
Moncler fur boots look like Freddy
(Yeah)
She hit up what's the move
Bitch you can get it
(Yeah)
I got white hoes in the party
They been sledding
(Just like Kesha)
She wanna ski, ski, ski
Off the snow
Ski, ski, ski
Off the snow
Up her nose, nose, nose
Cost two hundred
For the blow, blow
Blow she gon' blow it all
(I hope you enjoyed your ride, come again soon!)
(I'm surprised you even made it this far)
Writer: Aiden Catlett
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid