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twin s (acg) - daily duppy lyrics

[intro, twin h]
huh, man know what time it is
it’s twin h the grim reaper
n+ggas know on any given day we can catch a duppy
i’m acg to the end, i separate the boys from the men
free young dizz

[chorus]
what goes up, must come down
but we sent my man up high, and he must be lost cah he ain’t been found
see the spin ting spin same way that the wheels on a bus go round and round
i watched that boy get hit, just like a b+tch that’s doin’ the splits
i watched that p+ssio drop to the ground

[verse]
right or wrong, wrong or right
don’t really care, man’s slidin’
as a kid, i was good at hide and seek, so i knew for a fact i’ll find him
when they talk ’bout ridin’, they think it’s a chore, i think it’s excitin’
he bumped into me and struggled to speak, you woulda thought i was speakin’ to biden
what do you mean? what do i mean?

i beat my stick same way that i did it in school with a tambourine
me and my twin was born to shoot, i think it’s literally stuck in our genes
i’m a part the mob like robert de niro
my life is just like a movie, but i’m the villain, i ain’t no hero
.357 is filled with slugs, i ain’t no mug
ask your gyal, she know i’m a tug
i told my mum that i don’t sell drugs, then kissed her cheek and gave her a hug (ha!)
(bow, bow)
u+turn back to the ends
it’s mad that i’m shootin’ at them, but back in school, we all used to be friends
got a day+day 40, lv shades, made a grand when i look through the lens
i don’t care if i’m old or gray, it’s on same way with them, i ain’t makin’ amends
i got down my man linkin’ his ting, his gyal’s on the phone tryna see where he is
i got that boy tryna run back home, find his keys, couldn’t get in
caught that boy tryna light his spliff, huh
that boy just ran as soon as he saw my face, he said, “oh sh+t, that’s twin!”
i’m sendin’ bine, they know it’s live
man tek that strip, that’s light
man slapped him once, then slapped him twice
bow! bow!
bro asked me, “how does it feel?”
it’s a feelin’ i can’t describe
when i read my charge and caught that [?] asked me, “how do i sleep at night?”
huh, i sleep like a baby
four cars up on a gang ting, stay with the dargs like paul or grady
they thought i snitched in court, i just laughed like, “you must be crazy”
in newham, there ain’t no laws, in summer there’s one in the head, it feels like we’re livin’ in haiti, ay
put one hand in the air if you backed your shank and you touch that skin
put two hands in the air if you slapped your stick and that boy got hit
told my mum don’t come to court, what you hear might make you sick
i’m a different kettle of fish, if you heard that i done it, i done that sh+t
i hop out the lambo, jump in a skoda
we’re bringin’ the stars to the wars, i’m aimin’ at anyting green like yoda
mum don’t know that i’m deep in the war
there’s five in a spin, but i slapped off four
ysl drops neat with dior
that tooth got trapped in his body, he’s swimmin’ in blood, suttin’ like that scene from jaws
i’ll wait for hours, i’m in no rush, i’ll chill in my car

i feel like bob lee swagger cah i slap that corn from far
in jail, i lift my arm, i throw my weight about like chris benoit
he needs more than a chiropractor, that slug got trapped in his back
he needs more than a physiotherapist, that boy has got more than a cramp
he needs more than a plastic surgeon, now his girl won’t kiss him back
he needs more than a psychotherapist, everyone knows his brain’s got left in a mat
[chorus]
what goes up, must come down
but we sent my man up high, and he must be lost cah he ain’t been found
see the spin ting spin same way that the wheels on a bus go round and round
i watched that boy get hit, just like a b+tch that’s doin’ the splits
i watched that p+ssio drop to the ground

[outro]

- twin s acg lyrics

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