Lyrics Hitmaka – Twin

Twin Lyrics – Hitmaka

Singer: Hitmaka
Title: Twin

(Catour, f**k it up)
Twin
Know you gon’ be my b*t*h ’til the end
Know you gon’ ride for me, ’cause I’m gon’ ride for you

And if she got beef with you, better bring enough smoke for two
That’s how I come for you
Twin
If he trickin’ on me then he trickin’ on you

Told him, “Meet me at Phipps,” and he had to buy two
That’s just how it goes when your b*t*h got you
They be clique-in’ up, but that be fu’
I ain’t have nobody, it was always you

They know not to play ’cause I’m crazy ’bout you
Twin
Gotta be careful who you call your friend
These hoes ain’t loyal, they just pretend

That’s why I keep my circle small, can’t trust no b*t*h
Except my b*t*h
Twin
Know you gon’ be my b*t*h ’til the end

Know you gon’ ride for me, ’cause I’m gon’ ride for you
And if she got beef with you, better bring enough smoke for two
That’s how I come for you
Twin

If he trickin’ on me then he trickin’ on you
Told him, “Meet me at Phipps,” and he had to buy two
That’s just how it goes when your b*t*h got you
They be clique-in’ up, but that be fu’

I ain’t have nobody, it was always you
They know not to play ’cause I’m crazy ’bout you (Oh, oh-oh)
Twin
Girl, drop a pin and tell me where to meet you (Oh, oh)

I’ll spin the block on a opp if they ever mistreat you
Nobody knows you better than I do (Oh-woah, yeah)
If b*t*hes want smoke, then I’m ready to slide through (Slide through)
‘Cause girl you my twin and it’s up if you call (Call)

Might hit a lick and then split with you, yeah, that’s just how we ball (Just how we ball, hey)
Don’t need no new b*t*hes up in this ride (Ride, woah, yeah)
Here ’til the end, it’s just me and my twin on the pa**enger side
Twin

Know you gon’ be my b*t*h ’til the end
Know you gon’ ride for me, ’cause I’m gon’ ride for you
And if she got beef with you, better bring enough smoke for two
That’s how I come for you

Twin
If he trickin’ on me then he trickin’ on you
Told him, “Meet me at Phipps,” and he had to buy two
That’s just how it goes when your b*t*h got you

They be clique-in’ up, but that be fu’
I ain’t have nobody, it was always you
They know not to play ’cause I’m crazy ’bout you
Twin

Gotta be careful who you call your friends (Oh, oh-oh)
These hoes ain’t loyal, they just pretend (Oh, oh-oh)
So, I keep my circle small, can’t trust no b*t*h
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