Two Plays ft. Tek YPC Lyrics

Two plays back to back I made like five sum each both off a iPhone

Who turnt like me, hell if I know

Bad bitch with me think she should model

In the street gotta watch for potholes

In a auto, me and brody

Paint a picture something like Picasso

Baby wipe ya mouth before you hit my bottle

Walking with a knot though

Ain't make the first, I took a another shot though

Like I changed positions made it off the block though

Take some smoke and put it in a fronto

If you come in the spot make sure you lock do

And make sure paper come up in the convo

I take two rackies and I rubber band em

Ima get em wholesale like at Costco

Ima get em all gone like a vato

I been chasing pape since I had a snot nose

No discipline but I'm in that mode though

12 had raided me I was in the O though

Crackers thought they had me I'm like oh no

Riding with it got one more than ocho

That's a nine though, feel like rondo

I'm in grind mode with my brody

Me and shawty in a different time zone

Got two plays and I'm on the way

This ain't 2k this is 10K

I ain't never ran but I chase the pape'

She gone show that ass for a blue face

I don't fuck with niggas they be two faced

Ain't expect this shìt I'm like a Bobby Boucher

Hard times we was in a section eight

Two plays back to back I made like five sum each both off a iPhone

Who turnt like me, hell if I know

Bad bitch with me think she should model

In the street gotta watch for potholes

In a auto, me and brody

Paint a picture something like Picasso

Baby wipe ya mouth before you hit my bottle

Walking with a knot though

Ain't make the first, I took a another shot though

Like I changed positions made it off the block though

Take some smoke and put it in a fronto

If you come in the spot make sure you lock do-

And make sure paper come up in the convo

I take two rackies and I rubber band em

Ima get em wholesale like at Costco

I ain't hesitate I went all in

If I die then put some racks in my coffin

Can't run it up if you be joggin'

Niggas be internet gangstas they can't wait to login

Being broke that ain't a option

You ain't my bitch so I can't say sorry

Hit it and quit that shit ain't bout nun

Nobody in my hood never had no rarri

Bitch thick like Betty Boop

Blow me like a flute

Turn one to two

Now I got a few thangs

Got some money now they starting to move strange

Done made it happen had to pull a few strings

Wake up count up that's my morning routine

Can't say that I ain't holding shit down for the team

This shit is in me no this shit ain't on me

My phone is hitting now at first it wouldn't ring

Two plays back to back I made like five sum each both off a iPhone

Who turnt like me, hell if I know

Bad bitch with me think she should model

In the street gotta watch for potholes

In a auto, me and brody

Paint a picture something like Picasso

Baby wipe ya mouth before you hit my bottle

Walking with a knot though

Ain't make the first, I took a another shot though

Like I changed positions made it off the block though

Take some smoke and put it in a fronto

If you come in the spot make sure you lock do-

And make sure paper come up in the convo

I take two rackies and I rubber band em

Ima get em wholesale like at Costco