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itsscythe - siamese twins (ft. kiloyugi) lyrics
hook
pull out a band throw it on a stripper
she got a fat ass, you know i gotta grip it
her p_ssy print all over my pickle
she shaking her ass
she making it jiggle
might take her home and beat on the kitten
i’ma f_ck around and get a few l!cks in
i got two glocks they siamese twinnin
verse 1 (scythe)
i put the clip in then i reload
kablamo your head finna blow
doo, doo, doo, doo they commandos
good with the sticks i know my controls
bust at your dome
we run in your home
put sh_t on patrol
put in a new clip i’m finna dump it
call in a squad like i call in a summon
n_gga what’s crackin humpty dumpty
roll down the window we bussin your gusher
organs all over the floor you get gutted
too hot for this sh_t a n_gga can’t touch it
cough cough i need robutussin
i think i’m too loud i’m causin a ruckus
5’2 but they call me a munchkin
choppa got kick when the clip come punch in
bullets do kickflips when they come tumblin
jump on my squad and i’ma end up jumpin in
this ain’t no smack down but i love the rumblin
back in my days i was always a trouble kid
got into fights and put on punishment
i did some dummy sh_t
i wish i never did
now i’m the funny kid
now i’m 18 i am a big kid
i gotta big dream i’m trynna live
i’m trynna get big in the biz
don’t worry i’m stomp all over these kids
cuz i am the sh_t
you n_ggas is sh_t
i’m just playin with you n_ggas ya dig
hook:
pull out a band throw it on a stripper
she got a fat ass, you know i gotta grip it
her p_ssy print all over my pickle
she shaking her ass
she making it jiggle
might take her home and beat on the kitten
i’ma f_ck around and get a few l!cks in
i got two glocks they siamese twinnin
verse 2 (kiloyugi)
glock siamese twinning he better run if he see me start switchin
call up the gang if that n_gga still trippin
right hand on the glock my finger still itchin
imma say f_ck it i’m breaking the tension
if he on thin ice that n_gga gon slip in
pull out the 40 i let it start rippin
we in the trap cooking dope in the kitchen
i got the tool cause i stay drillin
shoot off his nose he looking like krillin
f_ck all that talking get blood on the ceiling
none of these n_ggas is with all that k!lling
got a bad lil b_tch h_ll yea she brazilian
why would i make friends if i could make millions
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