2x Lyrics

I got the gas

It's smelly

Was locked inna cell

I was sinning real heavy

Got pee on my wrist but can't move like R Kelly

Was stuck in the cold so I trapped inna helly

My money ring when it come from my celly

Ima pull up so you better be ready

Told me she's leaving

I knew she was petty

Might move like a narc when I come with machetes

I got the guap

Know that I earned it

Bro you a snake

A frog

Like kermit

I'm not a passenger

I got a permit

She got the crabs so I call that girl hermit

I'm bout my money

You call me Eugiene

Junkies be calling

They really be fiends

If you talk cap

You'll be covered in cream cus my glock never lack

I'll be leaving a scene

I got a glock

Call it my stick

Posted up with ya bop

Bro I know you was sick

I'm sending shots

Not as in flicks

I can call it a lot

Make it twenty one hits

I can say anything

It'll go far

Why they stay steady rappin bout cap that they bar

I post up in the village where all my men are

Bro I came up from nothing

You know i'm a star

I got the gas

It's smelly

Was locked inna cell

I was sinning real heavy

Got pee on my wrist but can't move like R Kelly

Was stuck in the cold so I trapped inna helly

My money ring when it come from my celly

Ima pull up so you better be ready

Told me she's leaving

I knew she was petty

Might move like a narc when I come with machetes

I got the uh

Yea I got the uh

I got the uh, yeh

I got the uh

Yea I got the uh

I got the uh, yeh

I got the uh

Yea I got the uh

I got the uh, yeh

I got the uh

Yea I got the uh

I am the one

Not the two, uh

Like who is you

Ima go smack him right up with the tool, uh

Little boy

You a fool

Looking around my mind is dangerous bruh

But this ain't new

Spirits in our time be dancing bruh

We gotta move

I hear it too, uh

Râh

Râh

Why he stop

Stop

Boy don't stop

Stop

Moving lots

Lots

And I wanna cause commotion at the top

Top

But who knew that he'd cause motion in them crocs

Crocs

Râh, yeh

He can't stop

Ima move around the block

Like Barack

Why he talking like a cop

Boy you a opp

Ima go hit him right up with the glock

Ima go him him with God

Hit him with uh, yeh

I got the gas

It's smelly

Was locked inna cell

I was sinning real heavy

Got pee on my wrist but can't move like R Kelly

Was stuck in the cold so I trapped inna helly

My money ring when it come from my celly

Ima pull up so you better be ready

Told me she's leaving

I knew she was petty

Might move like a narc when I come with machetes