TWO, TOO, TO

I'm wit two bitches Off two drugs I'm too high yea Designer my own clothes I'm to fly I see through all that f*ck shit Through my two eyes I'm to lit right now baby I need two lives I'm different nigga I'm different breed I'm different vibe This medical Not backyard Its a different high Designer my own shit Boss up i own shit Really mean it i employee shit No rap cap no bullshit I gotta case search Before i give you work Discover dirt in they paper work So it's yo fault if you ain't check him first I'm playing chest they on a checker board Get the cash then run It Get a bag then put it up 200 dash gotta run it up Gotta bad bitch I'm burn her up I don't buy sex i buy drugs Can't hide hate with fake love Them fake smiles is real mugs Yea Just went n fucked Up a rap Check Spent like half on my fucking neck Think I'm all that n a bag of chips They need to put me on a trap snack Mr rugs w the all white Virgil w the off white No off days no off nights Bigger wave than fortnight We in town, then grab dice Bet ah 100 on the outcome Couldn't wait till the plug come So we came one Yea Niggas looking for other niggas for motivation Sneak dissing on other niggas that's clout chasing My hand out from another nigga I'm not waiting I been the goat no speculation Don't need Stephen A to debate it It's worth while just have patience