wonder – twinz lyrics
[verse 1: wonder & redboy]
ugh, hop in this b+tch for the guap, uh
i miss you doin’ a lot, uh
f+ck ’em up, run ’em up, drop, f+ck
i don’t get lost in the moment
some of y’all get too attached
some of them used to be homies
some of them lost on the way to the back, b+tch
i canny f+ck with the kicks
y’all b+tches be on some sh+t, f+ck it
i’m like as rich as it gets, f+ck it
i bring the f+ckin’ dump truck, i bring the buck
f+ck it, f+ck all of that
you won’t catch me in a [?], that’s just nancy, uh
wait, i’ll be back (lemme just finish my ice cream sandwich)
[verse 2: wonder]
i’m like, as high as the ceiling, y’all can’t even see me no more
lil’ b+tch, i’m highly appealing, i got like multiple hoеs
up as f+ck, i ain’t even seein’ the flow
uh, y’all ain’t еven touchin’ me though
b+tch, i’m really f+ckin’ the beat
i really write, f+ck it up, come on the beat
i just pull up, h+llo to your b+tch
h+llo to the big body and h+llo to my f+ckin’ wrist
ain’t that p+ssy gotta motivate that p+ssy on some sh+t
ain’t that b+tch f+ckin’ the homies, yeah, she f+cked on me real quick, b+tch
[verse 3: redboy]
[?] guys on a ride, swerved out, tickle the curb
i take a snickerdoodle out the cookie jar, mm, because i deserve it
pardon me, i don’t get nervous, part of me ain’t even a person
i like my debit card ’cause i like gettin’ a receipt and signin’ it
cursive, i don’t carry cash, i just carry [?]
i go to sleep fast, can’t let these b+tches darken my eyebags
i come fast, i am sorry that i invented the swag now you can’t find your own
haha, b+tch ass, sport ass boy, run ’em over with the p+ss ass boy
[verse 4: wonder & redboy]
let ’em know you pop them bl!cks, let ’em know that y’all up next
i walk in, it get sticky, you ain’t really what you said
i walk in with that chicken, like i might check us checkin’ out
chuckin’ up a deuce, i’m cookin’ this chicken, i air him out
f+ck, iced out wrist, iced out d+ck, yeah, iced out trucks, f+ck (d+mn)
these stupid p+ssies, they be doin’ stupid stuff, enough
i’m runnin’ up, i really make you f+ck b+tches duck
okay, i’m really ‘kay, i’m ’bout to have these b+tches stuck
d+mn, walk out with the patch, she likey
i ain’t even gon’ hit that b+tch, i ain’t even gon’ f+ckin’ bite me
ride round with the cake all on me, ride round with some brand new icey
i don’t even know you lil’ hoes, if you got an issue, fight me, sl!ck b+tch
[outro: redboy]
b+tch, i got off the leash, i do not want your yeast
[?], i want your reese’s piece
okay, like, weh, weh, weh, weh, weh, weh, also wow
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