| Yeah, that’s my twinnem
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| Go best friend, we killin' em (Yeah)
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| No new friends, get rid of them
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| Who these new niggas? |
| Yeah, I ain’t feelin' them, yeah
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| It’s just me and my twinnem
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| That loyalty everything
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| I don’t hang with broke bitches, they just be killin' my energy
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| Ain’t bringin' nothin' to the table then you cannot sit with me
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| They don’t bring nothin' to the table, but they be lookin' for sympathy
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| Niggas be havin' they hand out but never did shit for me
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| Know a couple niggas that done switched up and turned right to my enemy
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| That’s why it just me and my
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| Just me and my twinnem
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| That’s why it just me and my
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| Just me and twinnem (Yeah)
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| Yeah, that’s my twinnem
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| Go best friend, we killin' em (Yeah)
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| No new friends, get rid of them
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| Who these new niggas? |
| Yeah (Who?), I ain’t feelin' them, yeah
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| It’s just me and my twinnem
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| That’s my dawg
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| See, I’m with whatever, I’ll pop on a bitch if she take it too far
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| Fuck whoever, that was way before, now this shit ours
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| We up on these bitches and turnt up, tell 'em to check the scores
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| I done turn all my niggas to bosses (Yeah, to bosses)
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| R.I.P cousi, we buried in Boston (Rest in peace, yeah)
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| My nigga forever you know that we locked in (Yeah)
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| That’s my nigga forever, ain’t takin' no losses (Forever, forever, forever)
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| Yeah, that’s my twinnem
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| Go best friend, we killin' em (Yeah)
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| No new friends, get rid of them
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| Who these new niggas? |
| Yeah (Who?), I ain’t feelin' them, yeah
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| It’s just me and my twinnem |