Two-tone AP
Baby got it inside out (Mofo)
You don't get with me Friday
No nigga send that now
Bitch, all white track
And I did the all white cat too
Yeah nigga told on my brother
I ain't trippin' nigga, that's what rap do
I'ma stack my cheese, no rap fool
I'ma hit in the hood, fuck Cancun (Bitch)
I'ma tell a bitch, yeah, I love you, cap, I'ma tell a bitch
Yeah, I trust you, cap again
I have to drop the dollar, bitch, I'm back again
By smacking nigga, cause he smacks man
I'm a rapper nigga, but it's on site
I was lying early, nigga
We don't fight, got a wood on me with three
We're gonna light shit and get ugly
If you ain't born, nigga, you ain't getting nothing
Don't even come around if you ain't hitting for me
Fuck the accolades, we was rich for nothing
They askin' around, they can get money (Dawg)
Bitch ass nigga
Look at my gang, we the rarest
How did you try to compare us?
These bitches be sneaky and careless
I can fly weekly to Paris (Facts)
All of this drip, you won't get at the clearance
I spin in the well, it's big as a Ferris
They pull in my whip, I just dip on the sheriff
It's all my clique, we the ones that declare it
I got a stick, you reach, I'm an error
I won't resist, so please don't come dare it
It's on my hip, man, fuck all that shit
Just send me the six, a hit, we can share it
I come from the bottom, you cannot finesse
I couldn't just work and take orders like Jeff
I ride the build up, they caught it like west
My two niggas told her, and it start to get messy
I cross over first, watch them go for their heads
Got the triple team, but I stay sharp and I'm deadly
Nigga, give me my ring and go start the confetti
Put my bitch on the team, she ball harder than life
The shit that I seen got my heart getting heavy
When the niggas you being with start to get petty
Feel like my dreams getting haunted by Freddy
I'm mixing my lean with all kind of new matters
Two-tone AP, baby got it inside out (Yeah)
You ain't hit him the first time
Fuck a nigga, spin back round
Don't live shit, get back down
Sell a green, nigga, hit sack brown
By any means, I'ma hit that hound
Bring that back, split that shit
Don't even ask if I hit that bitch
Took a few L's, I've been back rich
I ain't made a few cents, I'm lit as fuck
But they spinnin' over there, ain't shit, bud
Petty-ass nigga, hey, two-tone AP
Baby got it inside out
Right now, I'm in an Airbnb
But I can still get that house
You know the game never change what the players do
They got love for me, I'm too relatable
Cartier frames, they make me feel hater-proof
Ain't got no change, it ain't shit to say to you
I work with that fire, my hip always flammable
I come from the jungle, I move like a saber
My young and impatient, but I make them wait for you
Long as you pay them, they shoot what you say to shoot
I told my lady, we flyin' the way I know
To an island, so go pack a baby
She said, my friends wanna come, can I bring a few?
I said, it's cool as long as it's okay with you
I ain't trippin' when it come to spinnin', it's nothin' to me
I hope that it's the same, but just know when we touch down
And get to the spot, they know what the drill is
And know what they came to do, yeah
Two-tone AP, baby, got it inside out (Yeah)
You ain't hit him the first time
Fuckin' nigga, spin back round
Don't live shit, get back down
Sell a green, nigga, hit sack brown
By any means, I'ma hit that hound
Bring that back, split that shit
Don't even ask, I hit that bitch
Took a few L's, I've been back rich
I ain't met a few cells, I'm lit as fuck
They spinnin' over there, ain't shit, duh
Petty-ass nigga, hey, two-tone AP
Baby, got it inside out
Right now, I'm in an Airbnb
But I can still get that house
