Lyrics Two Face - Slimesito

Two Face

Pull up in the foreign and it got dark tint
Automatic chopper, yeah I’m gon' spark shit
I’m from the southside, yeah I stay on that park shit
Glasses on my face, I’m feeling like Clark Kent
A lot of money, man I’m feeling like Bill Gates
(Run that shit back Nino)
(Young Orcery on the beat)
(Welcome to Clayton County, AKA Jurrasic Park)
Sito, Sito, Sito
I shoot a nigga with that Glock in my left hand
Fucking with the gang, you know you a dead man
I’m smoking on the dead, I feel like I’m
Diamonds on my teeth, I’m something like Birdman
I’m living by that sword, might die by that sword man
Just took a nigga off, I robbed him for ten bands
Wiped a nigga, I paid that boy ten bands
Toting on two Glocks but I love them F&N's
.57 cause' I Mac 10's
Counting plata, man that shit like my best friend
Fucking on two bitches and them hoes best frinds
Rich slime, you know I pullup in new Benz
I’m you know that I’m
Fucking with th Jefe get your whole crew spin
Pull up in the foreign and it got dark tint
Automatic chopper, yeah I’m gon' spark shit
I’m from the southside, yeah I stay on that park shit
Glasses on my face, I’m feeling like Clark Kent
A lot of money, man I’m feeling like Bill Gates
on my face, I’m nothing like Blueface
I’m so sheisty, man they said that I’m two-faced
Rich slime, man my houses got two gates
Popped a nigga, man I send him to hells gates
Counting plata, man a nigga need two safes
Ain’t tryna' politic, these niggas be too fake
Having stains, man you know I got big rank
El Jefe, man you know I got old stains
AK-47 and that shit wood grain
Fucking on your bitch, she fuck with my campaign
Fifty thousand man you know I’m gon' maintain
All my opps they got turned to a new strain
Bust down Rolex but the other one plain jane
Private flights, man I’m flying like Soul Plane
Living fast as fuck, I stay in the fast lane
Free the gang-gang they up in the chain gang
Just spin the block, they calling me insane
I shoot a nigga with that Glock in my left hand
Fucking with the gang, you know you a dead man
I’m smoking on the dead, I feel like I’m
Diamonds on my teeth, I’m something like Birdman
I’m living by that sword, might die by that sword man
Just took a nigga off, I robbed him for ten bands
Wiped a nigga, I paid that boy ten bands
Toting on two Glocks but I love them F&N's
.57 cause' I Mac 10's
Counting plata, man that shit like my best friend
Fucking on two bitches and them hoes best friends
Rich slime, you know I pullup in new Benz
I’m you know that I’m
Fucking with the Jefe get your whole crew spin
Pull up in the foreign and it got dark tint
Automatic chopper, yeah I’m gon' spark shit