Live Twice Lyrics

Girl, that's that shit, that's what I like Hit that lil' hoe on the boat

I got that stroke in that motion, I'm feelin' alright

Uh, dope on the boat with me, I'm feelin' alright, I'm feelin' okay

I slap a nigga, get the fuck out my face Ill roll up another one, bitch hooray

Hoes comin' in town, think this what they state These niggas be fake, what's R-X-K

I'll fuck his hoe, but I love my lady I roll up, dope, this gun my favorite

Sun's out, got that guns out, lil' papi You my son now, Hit Gucci and milan now

Put your fist up, put the gun down

Fuck niggas, don't wanna come around Spin the block, nigga, yea I'm just riding around

I'm lookin and see who gone die now

I'ma run up on that boy, he don't want no static I'ma bust it down twice when I get the patek

Yeah, I'ma bust down her life she gon' live lavish

I'ma bust down the ice and the whole pendant got that lemonade I'm Cole Bennett's

Shawty hit the gate, put the code in it

You love me, late , you so finished I'll trap anywhere if the stove in it

And I be leanin' and rockin' that Rolling I do the same numbers like he ebola did

I Pop pain killers with the soda mix I dropped this shit and I went legit

Did I mentioned my J', just need him to fix

I asked my brother if he can assist

I asked my mother if he on the list

I went too deep, you can ask his bitch

Hoes see me and public' tryna give me a kiss Yeah

Write lil' bird, right on your tits

Yeah, I see purple when I piss Yeah, some niggas gon' die bout this shit

Of course some niggas gon' die about it Yeah, lil' bird sell narcotics

You can say what you want, I sell narcotics Damn, he thought it was percs, it was antibiotics

These niggas don't really know about it

Finessed that boy, and I kept it solid She wanna hang with that gang before I kick her out

Gucci on me, I feel like ice We tryna get rich overnight

Bad lil' brown bitch call me her daddy Bad lil' Spanish bitch call me her papi

Like Every time that I land in Miami Swear to God, that shit made me happy

Droping the top and I'm feelin' the breeze I pick up his bitch and she feel on my knee

Yeah, I move your hand back, bitch, keepin' it p

I Got some rubber band stacks right here in my jeans

Damn, it was long nights, I had no way Damn, I'm I was really tryna get me some pape

Put on some Gucci and put on some Bape if they ever asked you, I was bankin' at Chase

Count that money up, baby, I wanna see you runnin' through the bank

Drippin' this shit, it's the latest I'm smokin', I feel like I made it

I'm bout on these niggas like Adin This not no regular cadence

I'm smokin' on Pluto, not Tavius Bro fucked spilled the act on the pavement

Damn, man, watch what you saying man On those xans like I'm Xanman

Run around the house like a caveman? I throw some ones while my bitch, do a

Lap dance That shit that boy flashin', it's not Bands

You pay the whole thing, then you locked in He ain't hit my phone, I was locked up

Lookin' at four walls, I was locked in That boy really had five when he got ten

I was really at twenty when I got five Boy, I looked at that money with both eyes

Almost went to jail when I got fired fuck on that bitch give her cream pies