TWIN DEMONS ft. Trey Kidd Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
Grrah
Grrah-grrah, boom
Like, like, MB, MB
MB, MB (NickNamez)
Grrah, like, what?
Like, like, like, grrah, grrah
Grrah-grrah, boom
Drip, drip, like
Watch this, watch this, grrah
These niggas be pussy, these niggas be weird (Grrah, grrah)
Look at my eyes, I be showing no fear (Woo)
I'm a magician, make shit disappear
Throwin' MB, better get that shit clear (Ewokk)
I'm leavin' these niggas in the rear
Like My Hero, we mask up, ice on my neck, be that my gear (Ice, ice, ice, ice, ice)
Like, like, hol' on
Like, too tact (Woo)
I'm comin' for the throne better know that (I am)
Know that I'm MB, I'm the nigga they envy (Ewokk), but I fuck wit' some niggas who be rocking the blue flag (Grrah, grrah, grrah)
Like, like, move back (Move bitch)
Know that I'm uppin' the .9, you niggas better think fast
Ayy, I'm some like Micky, I be keep the tools
I'm takin' yo' hoe she all on my, ooh
No Fivi' but I keep a wetty
G9, it be on deady on deady
I hope that you niggas is ready, for my comeback
I be rockin that good fit
These niggas ain't do shit (Nope)
Number one, on the hit-list (Like, like)
Keep one eye open, I'm somethin' like Fetty
No Key but I keep a Glock (Woo)
None of these niggas really know your bop (They don't)
Ayy Trey, talk to these niggas real quick (Talk to 'em, nigga)
Look at my clothes, no limited drip (Grrah, grrah)
Fuck 12, we be driftin' and shit (Skrt, skrt)
My soul too heavy to lift
Dior on my body, you spin you missed it
Ayy, like Madden we all gon' blitz, bitch (Rrah-rrah)
Ayy, gang
I'm in the water, I hop in the boat (Ayy)
Duckin' them shots, that was you and your bro (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Go get a napkin, go wipe up his nose
Seventeen shots, that chopper gon' blow (Grrah, boom)
Ice on my body, you know that it's cold
One on the shot, but I don't got no old
That boy wanna play? He get folded like clothes
I hop on the beat and I'm switchin' flows (Ayy)
I got the target, we aim on the spot (Yeah)
Put him on my wrist just like he a watch (Yeah)
They duck, 'cause we sendin' them shots (Woo)
Makin' plays, I do that a lot (Gang, gang)
You know I'm the man, got your girl callin' (Ayy)
Cookin' up noodles, but no it ain't Ramen (Skrt)
Your homie was sneezin' because of that pollen (Believe it)
843, you know I be ballin'
Yeah, nigga, niggas ain't running with us, niggas ain't fuckin' with us
Niggas ain't do nothin' to us, nigga
Like, twin demons, nigga
MB, MB
Like, MB, MB, nigga
Like, like, grrah-grrah, boom
Like, grrah-grrah, boom
Like, like, grrah-grrah
Like, grrah-grrah
Hol' on, grrah-grrah
Like, grrah-grrah
Like, MB, MB