Terrible Twos Lyrics

This lil' bitch is terrible

Had to keep my terrible tool in the bitch

Had to keep my tool like a Ruben clue in it, bitch

And I got lil' shawty, she ain't gone take a clue in it, bitch

When she ridin' on that shit

Nigga, I don't want your bitch

I'm real fuckin' shiesty with my ice in the club

Don't even touch me for one second

Don't even look at me, in the fuckin' way

Nigga, I'll get your kicks thrown away

Nigga, I got the connections in the fuckin' club

Don't need that shit

Ice burnin' in this bitch

I'm gone make it colder, Minnesota in this bitch

Tired of going to Atlanta for the frozen, in this bitch

Got the fuckin' Georgia peaches, and she sit on my lap in this shit

Imma go to fuckin' town

Nigga, I got that shit, surround sound

5% tinted in the window, bitch

Yung Baller in this shit, he from the fuckin' trenches

You know that nigga got nappy hair, and a baby bottle sippin' that shit

When I was young, got my tool in this bitch

Terrible twos in this bitch

Got a Ruben tool in this bitch

Me and Cy, gone pull up in the back

Don't underestimate that nigga

He gone crack your bitch in the fuckin' spine

"And I got a shawty" Fine, nigga

Don't come to me when I tell you the truth

And I'm rapping, with the ice drippin' in the fuckin' booth

Had to clean this shit up with a mop

Nigga, this is first take

Got shawty tryna hit me on first base

Nigga, I'm so fuckin' shiesty in that motherfucka'

Don't need a fuckin' mask, nigga

That is overplayed

So don't ask me, no fuckin' cap

It's $8K a feature

If you don't got that shit

Fuck yo bitch, hiding in the bleacher

If you don't got $8K, it's cool

But don't come to me for no song

You gone listen to that shit, you gone get inspiration

Got yo little bitch ridin' in this bulletproof lil' Rover

I don't even remember the last time I was fuckin' sober