[HOOK]
My car got a twin, my kicks got a twin, my gun got a twin, my chick got a twin
Two lesbian twins and two all white Benz
If you ain’t stacking Benjamin’s, then you ain’t getting in
(2X)
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[VERSE 1]
Okay these clowns run they mouth, man they must be on some stupid shit
I got twin Glocks, yes all my weapons have duplicates
Very accurate, so I don’t miss, poppin’ dudes just like bubble wrap
One to the chest, one to the head — I call that a double tap
My wallet filled with mouse traps for gold-diggin’ hood rats
Flow so cold, when it come to chicks my heart froze like icicles
In the VIP with five strippers, after my cheese like mice, hitters
That’s why they get dismissed quicker — Gone
Chick on her knees give me head like lice, snicker
And she got some big lips, good grip like vice grippers — Nicccce
In the bed with two lesbian bi sisters
Ridin’ my face and my hips like I’m a bicycle — Ooh
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[HOOK]
My car got a twin, my kicks got a twin, my gun got a twin, my chick got a twin
Two lesbian twins and two all white Benz
If you ain’t stacking Benjamin’s, then you ain’t getting in
(2X)
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[VERSE 2]
Two bad chicks identical, but no not your typical
Ménage is my visual, in the back of a vehicle
Slow jam come out the stereo, strip for me girl now here we go
Get behind ‘em like decimal points, take ‘em down just like pressure points
One name Tiera, one name Tia
Brown sugar name Pam, hot yellow name Gina
I even got my main chick — her name is Nina
And she even got a twin, I call her the Grim Reaper
And Nina stay loaded — oh you got somethin’ to say?
She stay heated — you bitches can get it any day
And your girl in that corner lookin’ like she safe
But your chick can get it too — Nina go both ways
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[HOOK]
My car got a twin, my kicks got a twin, my gun got a twin, my chick got a twin
Two lesbian twins and two all white Benz
If you ain’t stacking Benjamin’s, then you ain’t getting in
(2X)
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[VERSE 3]
Twin personalities battlin’, rattlin’ inside of my abdomen,
Shadow boxin’ with savages — one of ‘em laugh while the other one stabbin’ him,
Two sides of my brain playin’ tug-of-war in a padded den,
One wearin’ a grin, other sayin’ “Let’s sin” — guess which one’s back again.
Twin Glocks on the dresser, both dressed to kill,
Drop shells, twin bells, let the harmony spill,
Red bone twins dancin’ with skill,
Bodies bend low while they move like a drill.
Paper rain when I aim, let the currency drift,
Flood the whole stage, hope you hoes can swim,
Red dot twins lock in when the lights go dim,
Bodies drop, crowd rock — let the night begin.
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[HOOK]
My car got a twin, my kicks got a twin, my gun got a twin, my chick got a twin
Two lesbian twins and two all white Benz
If you ain’t stacking Benjamin’s, then you ain’t getting in
(2X)
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