Two Timing Lyrics

Real shit

Yeah

Yeah Laughs

Ya Trap Shit

Trap MFG money counter Sound effects

Stop playing games

Never gone hit it again

Aye run them numbers up

Aye run them numbers up

Aye Aye Run them numbers up

Never gone hit it again Aye

Never gone hit it again

I ain't tripping bitch

It's gone with the wind

I left my mark on his bitch

Left a print

I'm from the bottomless pit

Triple darkness

You can't see through my tint

I need to see you to vent

She put them demons to bed

Volcano gonna erupt

She the only one I trust

Feeling these words

Yeah they did in her gut

I'm tryna jump

Through the junk in her trunk

No matter what

Had to run that shit up

No matter what

No matter what

I had to run that shit Up

Run That shit Up Ohh Ohhh

Had to conceal all the drugs in the trunk

I had a deal with a bubbling plug

Murder bullet

We gone call it a slug

Hot potato nobody wanna touch

I had four brothers

We used to split crumbs

Slept by the window

We used to hear guns

Shit wasn't funny

I had to tread on the mill

To the money

Eye of the storm

Never knew it was sunny

I wasn't sure if you

Really would want me

Time to be spent

I need to vent

But my phone on five percent

I'm on the way to your crib

I can not let the shit live

You a lil snitch

If you gone run to the pigs

You get hit

Already hit

Why would I trip

She do not even exist

Yeah she got that Drip

She gone slip n slide

Right out the bed

I was gone drown

Just giving her head

My shit on froze

That Bitch need a sled

He kept a pole

And a stick

And a sledge

My ambition so insatiable

I feel unbreakable

I can not hate you

It's amazing that we made it through

We was surviving

Now we in a Bentley Coop

My nigga was starvin'

23 and 1

He need a lot more minutes with the sun

My life was a cinema

Cleaning it up like an enema

I'm so in love with the indica

I never been in love

I was just cold like December was

I would just hope to remember her

We going up like a zipper would

Running them digits up

I ain't got time left to hit you up

Never gone hit it again

I ain't tripping bitch

It's gone with the wind

I left my mark on his bitch

Left a print

I'm from the bottomless pit

Triple darkness

You can't see through my tint

I need to see you to vent

She put them demons to bed

Volcano gonna erupt

She the only one I trust

Feeling these words

Yeah they did in her gut

I'm tryna jump

Through the junk in her trunk

No matter what

Had to run that shit up

No matter what

No matter what

I had to run that shit up

Run that shit up

Ohh Ohhh

It's heat and pressure applied to make steel

He caressed her like a pottery wheel

I put this flow on my kids

Don't want to teach 'em how poverty feel

Come from the blackest abyss

They took his life like it ain't even his

I done lost way too many friends

She took my heart out the fridge

Friends be your watchers

They call 'em your peers

She woke up balling in tears

Chasing the dollar pay bills

Slide on a pole on her heels

Put that on the ball of my mental pen

Cooking up karma in a volcano pit

Tryna get commas before you get did

Hammer hit the nail on the head

Ducking the dirty pigs

Dirty feds

Break her head board on her bed

R.I.P. for all my niggas dead

Need a lot of bottles just to pour

Heart sore so I stay on tour

I made her rain like it's Storm

Perfect porridge

Yeah she got the torch

From the bottom of the bottomless pit

My type tend to disappear

Yeah they seeking my Adreno drip

Tranquilize them demons right to sleep

Blue faces like it was Mystique

She got the giantest peach

I am elite

Definition of the peak

I buss her like a gusher

Usher Climax

Know that she can never get her time back

And I'm so in love with her concepts

But I can't remember her contact

Never gone hit it again

I ain't tripping bitch

It's gone with the wind

I left my mark on his bitch

Left a print

I'm from the bottomless pit

Triple darkness

You can't see through my tint

I need to see you to vent

She put them demons to bed

Volcano gonna erupt

She the only one I trust

Feeling these words

Yeah they did in her gut

I'm tryna jump

Through the junk in her trunk

No matter what

had to run that shit up

No matter what

No matter what

I had to run that shit up

Run That shit up Ohh Ohhh