+LAFLiN TWiNZ ft. SQUEEZO Lyrics

Tell that bitch to clock in tell that bitch to fuck off

All my niggas popping huh they be finna pop off

Stop with all that yapping huh put that bitch in time out

Put that bitch up in her mouth when she pull up eat her out

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Bitch I get my bag out

And I get my bag out and she got that head yeah

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Come and get a bag yea and we popping tags yea

And we popping tags yea come and get a bag yea

ARPs and 2-2-3s knock a nigga head off

Bad lil' bitch gone fuck on me tell that hoe I sped off

Tell that hoe I sped off

Got that 2-2-3 she wan' carry me

She wan' fuck with me he wan' fuckery

Pull up in the spot pull up in the heat

She wan' give me top tell her hop with me

Lil bitch I got a motherfucking switch pull up and your ass get hit

ARP fuck that choppa I got that ARP

Bring the pistols packing bring the heat

Tell that hoe to clock out MrGetABopOut

My bae got that mop head that shit make me drop out

Shawty got that smart brain I know you didn't drop out

Tell that hoe I'm leaning huh catch me at the wok house

Huh ask the ravers make your shit a hit just send Veli that feat naw no fetish

That's one of them things I ain't think when I said it

Lurk my page you petty You don't even follow me nigga you petty

Feel like Spongebob I be ready

All my ice on I'm a Yeti

Bitch it's Six Five Nights of Freddy

Freddy Kruger Sixaveli

Yes I been eating I'm gaining a belly so when you see me you ain't gotta tell me

Bro I ain't buying you better not sell me

Bitch what Shoota said it's Veli

Bitch what Shoota said it's Veli

Hold on

Man I ain't worried bout 2 or 3 bitch I'm on top it's a new me

I told 2wo get out the streets then I joined him in these streets

I hit Merc' he ain't pick up he say he cooking up a beat

I told gang it's just us so we ain't kicking up our feet