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Amir Tillard - Twin Turbo Lyrics

[Verse 1: UGLYFRANK]
Let a little nigga come through
Drop bows on a bitch
Ring ring
Cell phone
Geekin up
Hell no
Feelin' like flintstone
Gone on a bitch
Stealin' like a klepto
Maniac mac in the back
Wit the petro
Doggin' a bitch
Yeah I still sell stones
And I still get the dome
For the low
From the hoes I flip
Peelin' like Velcro
Ima p-i-m-p
In a suv
I dip
Do it OT
For the squad hoe
Like Percy p
Like
Mercy me
Get Merked
Ina Murcielago
And I don't do things
Like bend
Nor fold
Nor hold my tongue
Ima ride hoe
And I don’t do things
Like bend no knee
To da G or a bitch
You side hoe
And I’m all for the cheese
You stunt
But it’s all for the fees
Guarded and heartless
Two Mollys got me i'm flawless
I’m thrilla walkin
N talkin' ta trees
Might jump out the forest
In the form of a fire
And scorch through da fortress
Weigh down on my conscious
But a Porsche is a Porsche
And I need one regardless
Holla at cho niggaro
I fuck witchu the lonngest
Be patient the money comin
I hear it callin
Pulling up
Lookin like a nigga still do cook crack
Two stacks
On the ottoman
Shorty like break
My neck
My face
Move back
Splish splash
I’m fallin' in
(Whew)
[Verse 2: SWANKS]
Freaks in a moshpit
Keys in apartment
Leave me a opp bitch
Gs get it popping
Get a hoe send a hoe, please bring it all in
Ima get ya locked in you ain’t going Mach 10
Ok lil bag fulla goodies
And I feel like I need me a lil bit of pussy
Let’s go, let’s rock, let’s ride, let’s boogie
I'm thowed I’m way too high and I’m pushing it
Lost my mind, set the bar so high on God my bird done flew it down south
Yea I Feel so alive
Even tho them niccas just keep dying
Ima fuck around lose my count bitch
Im in the metaverse smoking on loud bitch
I gives a fuck bout a perc I’m on acid right now bitch
Scared to put feet to the ground
If it’s levels I know I’m on 10
I had 2 for the 5
I got tool on my hip
I slid right thru the fire
I stayed true to my drip
This a power trip nicca, that Za not the mid
This a power trip nicca, that Za not the mid
T-up, Re-up
Clean up on aisle 9
Sharks on land got Ps on deck now but don’t wanna free em
How you gon hate a nicca, still wan be us
Just came down tryna see my…
Holla at ya nicca vro I fuck wit you the long way
Be patient the money calming I hear it coming
Fuck y’all talm bout
Tapped in tapped out
This that wifi this, that bow down
Sucking me up for the clout and I’m out now
Put a 2 piece in my luggage
Bitch
[Verse 3: AmirSaysNothing]
Flew Into SeaTac
Seat with the heat pad
Know when I need that
Hold and release, stat
Record to beat, hat
Cannot defeat, cap
Drummer to beat back
Brother believe that
Feel like I’m sliding
The horizon killin'
Staying as high as the ceiling
Oh my my a feeling
You’d have to die to get in
Shut up
And try and listen
City a vibe
But I’m tired of niggas
Building up
Hiring niggas
Used to get fired
It’s different
Long as I’m alive I’ma vision
I be on fire I’m hittin'
This what a 1 of 1 sound like
They get inspired
From the all of the soundbytes
Shorty sound up
In her room
And It sound nice
Overground pool
And the groundskeeper
Keeping my ground right
All that I give
Bright side rocker
On the jack
Like it’s anarchy
Flow incredible
Energy
From a sky that cannot see
You disguised
You pretend to be
(Ugh)
Focused on reality
Stacked up like a Salary (hah)
Bank’d off now like Hillary
Drinking merlot
So I’m Whipping it slow
Tip tip tip tippin
On 4s
Ride my ride
Say the hell i won’t
ETC when I need my clothes
Pop the hood
And see two turbos
Ya’ll some snails and ya cannot go
Paranormal
No the hell i won’t
Alternate
This the hell I wrote
Holla’d at my niggas tho
Been at it for the long way
Been patient
The money calling
I think it’s here now
Birthed a (G)
And we all get rich
Passionate
And fuel my bitch
Going for bliss
This the championship
Grown a bit
And now it’s all off hits
Nigga