Twin Sisters

Dead opps, all I see is dead niggas (Dead, f*ck em) F*ck these bitches, and I thought they were twin sisters (Shit, shit) I can't feel my face, I'm gone off them meds (Psych out) My bitch black as hell, but I love them red (Psych out, psych out) Tattoo's on my arm, bitch. I'm shaking my dreads (Psych out) Rick Owen's on my leg pussy shot him in the leg (Psych out, psych out) Honestly, I can't stand you niggas I ain't hit shorty, I let my mans hit her Dead opps, all I see is dead niggas F*ck these bitches, and I thought they were twin sisters I can't feel my face, I'm gone off them meds (Psych out, psych out) My bitch black as hell, but I love them red Tattoo's on my arm, bitch 'I'm shaking my dreads Rick Owen's on my leg pussy shot him in the leg Nigga better have my bread We make him run to the feds (Huh) You don't gotta take your clothes off I want head instead (Huh, huh) They said I don't be in the bity no more I was just there with lead Pussy police tryna text I'm just tryna get him stretched Slit my wrist; I'm already dead Wet my opp; he already dead (Yeah) I got hella ammunition in my jacket If shorty don't tighten up, I'll put him in a casket Braggin, ima keep on fucking the daughters They calling me daddy (Huh, huh huh) Ima keep getting this paper while you still mad bih (Errrrrrrr) I was just up at the store Getting this money i wanted more (Twenty-five) Booling in the o Tat my body to the floor (Yuh) More lean I need more I was just down bad, broke (Yuh) and with no way with it to cope (Psych out, psych out) I had to stay down play my role Lil bih shut up, give me throat (Damn) Shut up, give me woah damn Girl, you give me hope (Yeah) Paint all her all white like the pope but her throat made of gold (Yeah) See me outside your door nigga You better lock up your door nigga See me outside your door nigga You better lock up your door nigga I got plenty fucking hoes I live just like Hugh Hefner