Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song 2 Hands, artist - YoungBoy Never Broke Again. Album song 4Respect 4Freedom 4Loyalty 4WhatImportant, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 13.09.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Never Broke Again
Song language: English
2 Hands |
It’s spinnin' for a two piece |
Well, I meant to say two bands |
I just bought a two piece |
Cookin' it in two pans |
(This bitch it hold a hunnid) |
We grippin' it with two hands |
Pack touch down and you know we running through that |
Bad bitch, cool, yeah |
She love it when I do that |
Pull her hair with one, but from the back, grip it with two hands |
Spinnin' for a two piece |
Well, I meant to say two bands |
(They refer to me the man) |
But I already knew that |
Michael Corleone, bringin' that pressure to all of the oppositions |
Hell, nigga, you see that the block is missin' |
On the block with a Glock hangin' out the Bentley |
Gotta flex and I swear I’m gonna make 'em feel it |
Out the top of the drop when I let off the semi |
Wanna live like this here? |
Be a part of the business |
Wanna come like this here? |
Better change yo' attendance |
In that order I’m a chief did I mention |
Honor yo' 40 and see how you get it |
Beat up a ho, disrespect to them bitches |
Wisdom gon' come when you see what it’s written |
Under the sun, gotta see what been hittin' |
Ain’t got no money but flooded a pendant |
Dumb in a strip but can’t live in a prison |
And cut like this here, man these niggas be bitches |
Damn |
It’s spinnin' for a two piece |
Well, I meant to say two bands |
I just bought a two piece |
Cookin' it in two pans |
(This bitch it hold a hunnid) |
We grippin' it with two hands |
Pack touch down and you know we running through that |
Bad bitch, cool, yeah |
She love it when I do that |
Pull her hair with one, but from the back, grip it with two hands |
Spinnin' for a two piece |
Well, I meant to say two bands |
(They refer to me the man) |
But I already knew that |
Perfect performance |
Detergent washing' like dirty laundry |
While workin the corner, caught us some weight, servin' the moment |
We baggin' up zips, safety pin breakin' whoever want it |
I know I no longer love |
Apply pressure, we goin' up |
UAVs be scopin' us |
Feel like I did not joce enough |
We package the opener |
Diamond teeth, I control enough |
Air Forces who go for us |
Back to back in them Rover trucks |
Sit back and be coach |
Makin' a threat just a joke to us |
It’s spinnin' for a two piece |
Well, I meant to say two bands |
I just bought a two piece |
Cookin' it in two pans |
(This bitch it hold a hunnid) |
We grippin' it with two hands |
Pack touch down and you know we running through that |
Bad bitch, cool, yeah |
She love it when I do that |
Pull her hair with one, but from the back, grip it with two hands |
Spinnin' for a two piece |
Well, I meant to say two bands |
(They refer to me the man) |
But I already knew that |
How you wanna do it? |
I-I admit, I’m too influenced |
Pull the truck behind the house |
Gloves on, I get into it |
28 to 33 |
Come out the pot, it’s Patrick Ewing |
Drop the weight off, take the plate off, in the pin, I bought a Buick |
Watch how I take off |
Bring the tape up |
But right now, I’m caught up touring |
Dust that snakes off, I’ma lay low |
You a opp, but, bitch, I knew it |
Warden knew that he was hit the way I swung it when I blew it |
Barrel extend along the front |
A black suppressor with a cooler |
It’s spinnin' for a two piece |
Well, I meant to say two bands |
I just bought a two piece |
Cookin' it in two pans |
(This bitch it hold a hunnid) |
We grippin' it with two hands |
Pack touch down and you know we running through that |
Bad bitch, cool, yeah |
She love it when I do that |
Pull her hair with one, but from the back, grip it with two hands |
Spinnin' for a two piece |
Well, I meant to say two bands |
(They refer to me the man) |
But I already knew that |
Yeah |
With no contradictions |
Nation business how we livin' |
Grew the force, I bet you feel it |
Yeah |
Bitch, you could love me |
You cross me, though, I’ma show you, though |
Bitch ass boy |