Both Ways Lyrics

Young DTM, bitch, mothafucka

Yo

What

Told me to text her phone, I told lil' bitch that it work both ways

Nigga killed my dog, I'ma kill three of y'all, bitch, it work both ways

My new lil' hoe, she a take yo' hoe, yeah, she go both ways

And I bet lil' nigga know that I keep a chopstick where I stay

Mothafucka already know that I keep a Glock at where I lay

Who the hell said Skooty whent out bad ? Or sad not never, nigga, ain't no way

Lame ass , nigga think the hoe so bad, but he don't really know that she a J

Fuck 12 free thug had to tell everybody get the fuck out my face

I swear to God, if I get on that stand, I'ma lie on the Oath

They say I'm that guy, they say I'm that man, that's giving them hope

You play with that paper, then I'ma send shots at you and your folks

Smoking on ZA , don't fuck with no vape I don't fuck with that pote

Counting blue, hunnids like I am a crip shout out to them locs

If you go on that lick, that boy better hit, you better not choke

He think I'm a lick, but I got that stick, it's tucked in my coat

When I leave the crib, I'm grabbing that blick, cause I cannot go

And I'm just gon' sip out my double cup

And none of these lil' niggas fuck with us

No offense, nothin' to start with us

I do not care about such-and-such

With a swish and a grack, I'ma pack a punch

Slippin' on, walk out, I'm smokin' runts

Hell nah, you can't hit my blunt

You know I act stingy, I count on them Benjis

I can see clear through these Corneas and lenses

No one for me, stay the fuck out my business

If you owe me money, I need every penny

I can be fat, they say I'm skinny

Who want it with me, free smoke like a chimney

Who want it

Tell me 10 stuff, I wanna tell lil' bitch that it work both ways

Nigga killed my dog, I'ma kill three of y'all

Bitch, it work both ways

My new lil' hoe, she can't take your hoe

Yeah, she go both ways

And I bet lil' nigga know that I keep a chopstick where I stay

Motherfucker already know that I keep a Glock at where I lay

Who the hell said, scoot when I'm bad

I said, nah, never, nigga, ain't no way

Blame my niggas, think the hoes so bad

But he don't really know that she a Jane

Fuck 12 free thugs

Had to tell everybody, get the fuck out my face

Yeah, I swear to God, if I get on that stand, I'ma lie on the hoe

They say I'm that guy, they say I'm that man

That's giving them hope

You play with that paper, then I'ma send shots

That you and your folks

Smoking on Zod, don't forward no paper

Don't forward that poke

Cops countin' blue hundreds like I am a crib

Shout out to them loaves

If you go on that lick, that boy better hit

You better not choke

He think I'm a lick, but I got that stick

He tucked in my coat

He think I'm a crib, I'm grabbing that bling

Cause I cannot go

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