David Blaine

Oh my god, are y'all twins

Shark up out the water, I just left from by the bay

I just fucked your main hoe, got her wetter than a tank

Feel like Bledsoe when I'm headed to the paint

Think you special, bet this bullet show you ain't

Tryna make a name, we came from walkin' in the rain

When you hustle out them trenches, they can't tell your ass a thing

They show love mixed in with envy, but to me, it's all the same

Yeah, you played me stupid once, but you won't do that shit again

I got haters outside stalkin', they just standin' in the rain