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summrs - twin say كلمات الأغنية

verse 1 [summrs]:

okay, put the gloves on, n_gga, we going in, don’t drop that rod
my n_gga, deuce tweaked out on x pills, because he might have to [?]
[?] flocked out, n_ggas our way, unless you want his ass to meet god
we in that fast b_tch, in a fast lane, that b_tch knew it was us, soon as she saw it
my n_ggas sending that drank through the east, [?], that b_tch gon land tomorrow
my n_ggas keepin that self_defense even if you poppin out at the mall
in a ferrari spider on the i_10, that b_tch tryna call a f_cking wall
ain’t none of my n_ggas hoes, we stand on all 10 like we tall
she tryna kick sh_t with the big dogs, put her ass on molly, she got lockjaw
n_gga see this b_tch liking my pics on ig, asking did i hit, im like “nah”
just linked with my n_gga [?] he showed me a hundred, told that b_tch we ball
all my x b_tches tell me im going hollywood, [?]
sippin quavo, quavo, quavo, clutching that draco, knock ya ass off
my n_gga wick clutch sticks like it’s taliban, ‘just walked in with the hoe sawed_off
b_tch keep tryna tell me she love me, lil b_tch you stupid, just take clothes off

verse 2 [kankan]:

yea, like hol on
you know we got dracs inside this b_tch
[?], you can lose yo life inside this b_tch
i got 2 phones, cuz these hoes be on my d_ck
walked in with 2 poles, even though these n_ggas they ain’t on sh_t
like the group home, hol on, two_tone, aye freeband sh_t, b_tch i feel like pluto
hol on rr (moan) taliban
drac came with a scope, uh heard it hit his mans
hol on, twin say, that sh_t fire as f_ck, cop that new drac
hol on, twin say , when you blow that b_tch, make sure you hit his face
hol on, twin say, [?], and throw that b_tch away
ridin broad day, ain’t no women, so it ain’t no case
hol on, twin say, call up pj, yea we outta state
i’m like “d_mn”
how the f_ck i catch a case right outta state
and i caught that b_tch soon as i left la
aye had a bond, was out the second day
outro: okay, put the gloves on, n_gga, we going in, don’t drop that rod
my n_gga, deuce tweaked out on x pills, because he might have to [?]
[?] flocked out, n_ggas our way, unless you want his ass to meet god
we in that fast b_tch, in a fast lane, that b_tch knew it was us, soon as she saw it
my n_ggas sending that drank through the east, [?], that b_tch gon land tomorrow
my n_ggas keepin that self_defense even if you poppin out at the mall
in a ferrari spider on the i_10, that b_tch tryna call a f_cking wall

- summrs

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