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tallup twinz – no favours lyrics

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[intro: tallup twinz]
cake
way
aye
paper

[chorus: tallup twinz]
i don’t know how to act
but i know how to get my motherf-ckin’ bread up
shooters on my squad
watch how you walk, how you talk, get wet up
better stay out the way
them youngins gon’ play, no they ain’t gon’ let up
so my n-ggas fightin’ cases locked down on the range, told my bros keep their head up
chase a bag, get the cake
tryna stay out the way
feds on me everyday
i’m just tryna get the paper
gotta go anyway
chase a bag see ya’ later
and they ain’t give my n-ggas nothin’
so we ain’t owe ’em no favours

[verse 1: tallup twinz]
n-ggas know how we comin’
they know what it is, they know how we rockin’
we just chasing the cheese
we stay in the streets, there ain’t no long talkin’
your b-tch all up on me ’cause she she my whole team like them youngins stuntin’
put no trust in a chick, when i go check that b-tch keep that sh-t by my boxers, aye
free number 30 and free tallup twin, man all my dogs locked up
don’t know how to act, how they do it like that, yeah them young n-ggas on one
so watch how you walk, how you talk my n-gga ’cause my n-ggas cause problem
they know ’bout my team, they know ’bout my squad all my n-ggas they on one

[chorus: tallup twinz]
i don’t know how to act
but i know how to get my motherf-ckin’ bread up
shooters on my squad
watch how you walk, how you talk, get wet up
better stay out the way
them youngins gon’ play, no they ain’t gon’ let up
so my n-ggas fightin’ cases locked down on the range, told my bros keep their head up
chase a bag, get the cake
tryna stay out the way
feds on me everyday
i’m just tryna get the paper
gotta go anyway
chase a bag see ya’ later
and they ain’t give my n-ggas nothin’
so we ain’t owe ’em no favours

[verse 2: burna bandz]
posted on the block, my n-ggas so sick, you don’t want no problems
and them shooters don’t let up, you don’t wanna get ’em started
pookie scoring like harden, nah broksi he ain’t hoopin’
and this money keep callin’
so you know n-gga i’m on it
they can’t ask us for nothin’
where they was at when we was starvin’
in the trap ’till the mornin’
hittin’ stains, we was robbin’
they ain’t really feel the gang
they ain’t really got their heart in
and that glizzy push start wit’ it
you don’t wanna see me spark it

[chorus: tallup twinz]
i don’t know how to act
but i know how to get my motherf-ckin’ bread up
shooters on my squad
watch how you walk, how you talk, get wet up
better stay out the way
them youngins gon’ play, no they ain’t gon’ let up
so my n-ggas fightin’ cases locked down on the range, told my bros keep their head up
chase a bag, get the cake
tryna stay out the way
feds on me everyday
i’m just tryna get the paper
gotta go anyway
chase a bag see ya’ later
and they ain’t give my n-ggas nothin’
so we ain’t owe ’em no favours

[verse 3: houdini]
i chase a bag everyday and no problem to me, money always gon’ circulate
ain’t in talkin’ i rather just spark ’em and take a first cl-ss, gotta get away
i beg your pardon you don’t you see that i’m starvin’, if i’m tryna get it don’t try to hate
outta town for ‘lotta days
foot work been makin’ plays
did the race like three times
you need yours like i need mine
i know what they’re on like i read minds
he want a ten all i need is nine
you might see a smile so i seem fine
but you don’t know what’s happenin’
good thing i can handle it
get me a pack and just vanish it

[chorus: tallup twinz]
i don’t know how to act
but i know how to get my motherf-ckin’ bread up
shooters on my squad
watch how you walk, how you talk, get wet up
better stay out the way
them youngins gon’ play, no they ain’t gon’ let up
so my n-ggas fightin’ cases locked down on the range, told my bros keep their head up
chase a bag, get the cake
tryna stay out the way
feds on me everyday
i’m just tryna get the paper
gotta go anyway
chase a bag see ya’ later
and they ain’t give my n-ggas nothin’
so we ain’t owe ’em no favours



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