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t.w.i.n. (atl) - new celine lyrics

she want a telfar bag, new celine, it match her outfits
fresh and so clean. so pristine, no one can copy
amiri her jeans, drop the top on that new ‘rari
ain’t no approaching, can’t get close yea
without yo wallet
ain’t talking money you can keep it (shush)
white tank top no beater
brand new whip two seater
and shawty fine as h+ll you shoulda seen her
m’s in my jeans four pockets
circle tight as h+ll zip lock it
bad b+tches with me lip locking
gas smell like pressure, no rocket

hold up, cash app money for the feature, 200 bands just to hear me on yo speaker
d+mn. twin so hot, like reefa, queen latifah, and alicia
twin talk to em like a preacher, just sit quiet, listen to the leader
all on my d+ck like a bleacher, and you a cheerleader, waiting like a meter
in the qt parking lot posing for a picture (yeah)
then posting my lyrics like a scripture
them pockets slim thick i made em thicker
and my wrist too cold, i made it sicker
internet tab on private
put that mf on autopilot
brand new bike come ride it
come take my money like a pirate
she want that new celine
auind plenty green
yeah, yeah
i want that fast machine
that crash between
yeah, yeah
make up like maybelline, when i get on the scene
yeah, yeah
gon bounce like a trampoline
hope they don’t intervene
yeah, yeah

she want a telfar bag, new celine, it match her outfits
fresh and so clean. so pristine, no one can copy
amiri her jeans, drop the top on that new rarri
ain’t no approaching, can’t get close yea
without yo wallet
ain’t talking money you can keep it (shush)
white tank top no beater
brand new whip two seater
and shawty fine as h+ll you shoulda seen her
m’s in my jeans four pockets
circle tight as h+ll zip lock it
bad b+tches with me lip locking
gas smell like pressure, no rocket
imma famous lil n0body
i don’t take sh+t from n0body
go down in the dm like yo gotti
if he can’t f+ck she a hoe prolly
gotta stop talking to them lame n+ggas
them n+ggas wanna chase fame witcha
them n+ggas don’t make the same figures
them n+ggas only hold change in pictures
can’t talk sh+t from the back of the room
n+gga we laughing at you
n+gga asked me for a picture or two
n+gga, ian fl!cking with you
i set trends and them n+ggas won’t admit it
that was back when i was rapping on that venice
diamonds on my neck, sh+t bouncing like a tennis
talking on my head but i couldn’t let em finish

she want that new celine
and plenty green
yeah, yeah
i want that fast machine
that crash between
yeah, yeah
make up like maybelline, when i get on the scene
yeah, yeah
gon bounce like a trampoline
hope they don’t intervene
yeah, yeah
she want a telfar bag, new celine, it match her outfits
fresh and so clean. so pristine, no one can copy
amiri her jeans, drop the top on that new ‘rari
ain’t no approaching, can’t get close yea
without yo wallet
ain’t talking money you can keep it (shush)
white tank top no beater
brand new whip two seater
and shawty fine as h+ll you shoulda seen her
m’s in my jeans four pockets
circle tight as h+ll zip lock it
bad b+tches with me lip locking
gas smell like pressure, no rocket

- t w i n atl lyrics

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