2Man ft. Ocm john Lyrics

Me and John, we back at it again

It's a two man, so come with your friend

We don't know him, he not comin' in

They bitin', I'm settin' a trend

I'm fuckin' a bad ho' a ten outta ten

She came to my crib and she took off her pants

If you owe me, money, pay me in advance

Two fine hoes in the lobby, I told her I want her and her friend

I just got a choppa, it's time to go spin

How you totin' a gun, but you don't know the gen

Bitch, I'm crackin' the code, bitch, I'm hackin' the pin

Stop askin' for shit, cause you know I ain't lending it

All black, whip, lil bitch I be tinting it

Yo shit rented

stop flexin' your chain, that weak-ass pendant

Yeah, we always winnin'

I get on my knees, God forgive me for sinnin

Yeah, this is the beginnin'

Huh, On the grind, no endin

Bitch, I'm countin' all these Benjamins (let's go!)

Just like Pilgrim's, we don't fuck with Indians

I got this hellcat, I'm about to spin

No, I'm about to win, me and my twin

We locked and we back at it again

This ho' be a freak she ain't usin' no hands

This nigga, I just meant trust me

that's crazy

This ho' I just fucked love me

At all

Walk down the trap and I'm towin' that glock

if a nigga play wrong then that nigga get dropped

Me and Luh Dom, we spinnin' they'

Me and Luh Dom, we spinnin they block

If a nigga push up, then that nigga get dropped

I got that za and bitch come shop

Fuck your dead homie, he inside that box, the coffin

Stopped rappin', I did it too often

I used to be poor, used to sip out the faucet

We fuckin' your bitch, yeah, we runnin' a train

I pop me some Perkys I can't feel the pain,

You know you're not about it boy, stay in your lane

Stalking her lo yea she think I'm insane

Marry that bitch, Cartier ring

Fuckin' that bitch and I'm makin' her sing

He missin' them shots, he don't got good aim

She giving me top, she givin' me brain

Can't Fuck with my crew, can't fuck with my gang

Can't be like me, nigga, you too lame

Got a cartier watch, I'm keepin' it plain

I'm smokin' that gas, but this not no propane

I'm a diesel, ass nigga, bitch, I'm feelin' like Bane

I'm feelin' like Bane, done got me a Coat

That nigga got asthma, he don't want that smoke