Don't Call Me Twin

Woke up and felt like popping
Whipping that whip like a [?]
All cash on me, no deposit
Baby, open up like a mosh pit
You talking 'bout, "Put it on," stop it
Stay out the way, I take flights to the land
Curling my toes 'cause I'm playing with these bands
Carrying these hoes, you weren't there for the man

I went and turned up my lifestyle then turned up her friend
We nothing alike so don't call me twin
We nothing alike so don't call me twin
We nothing alike so don't call me twin
Back up, my Sprite hit harder than Gin
Niggas in black and white without a pen
I keep it G, homie, like I'm sin
Five-five-sixes scraping off your skin

Bet this Draco hit harder than Tank
Hundred, all hundreds, they fresh out the bank
Boarding Lil Yachty, we rolling up Drake
Keep cutters like razors and take off your face
Landing in blue, fifty K in L.A
I call the play and then cancel my date
When this shit serious don't nobody play
Feeling like Pope, get the fuck out my face
Get you some money, that shit change the mood
Spend you some money then watch you get loose
Changing the vibe, she get loosey goosey
Wipe off tires, I'm sweating like a smoothie
Bought the bitches roses and gave her a roof
We making shit disappear like Bermuda
Double R, grand daddy riding in a cruiser
In the back of this bitch getting sucked out my shoes

I went and turned up my lifestyle then turned up her friend
We nothing alike so don't call me twin
We nothing alike so don't call me twin
We nothing alike so don't call me twin
Back up, my Sprite hit harder than Gin
Niggas in black and white without a pen
I keep it G, homie, like I'm sin
Five-five-sixes scraping off your skin

New Amiris and Cactus Dior
My message to pussies, you niggas [?]
In back of Celine, go lock down the store
In love with this money, want more and some more
Jugging these bags, I found me a source
Red like rojo, I'm banging, I'm banging
[?] we leaving you stanking
Speaking on mines, you need you a spanking
Bubble coat, Montcler, look like I'm swole
Back ends on back ends on back ends for sure
In love with some fashion, I'm putting on these clothes
Washing my ass, I'm cleaning my nose
Triple cross who? This shit on the floor
Make a bitch worry, she doing the most
I'm still that nigga if you wanna know
Fool

Woke up and felt like popping
Whipping that whip like a [?]
All cash on me, no deposit
Baby, open up like a mosh pit
You talking 'bout, "Put it on," stop it
Stay out the way, I take flights to the land
Curling my toes 'cause I'm playing with these bands
Carrying these hoes, you weren't there for the man

Triple cross who?
I'm washing my ass, I'm cleaning my nose
Washing my ass, I'm cleaning my nose
Washing my ass, I'm cleaning my nose
Triple cross who? Nigga
Washing my ass, I'm cleaning my nose
Washing my ass, I'm cleaning my nose
Seven-six-two, yeah, [?] had a stroke