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[Intro: Austin Skinner] Path, you don't stop runnin' James, shut the fuck up Yeah [Chorus: Austin Skinner] My twin, he gon' shoot (Shoot) High as fuck and I can't lose (Lose) Told you, I'ma ride for you (You) And I'm dyin' for that truth (Truth) Keep a nine inside my bag (Bag) Not gon' go out, not like that (Yeah) Run my thumb right through these racks (Racks) Knock him down like back-to-back (Back) [Verse 1: Austin Skinner] Stick on me, I'm movin' through the motions (Move), bitch, I'm high as hell (Hell) I told you 'cause you should probably know this (Yeah), like you might as well (Yeah) I done things that I can't tell (Tell) I know I can show you well (Well) Had tell them boys, "Step back" (Back), I'm in a Model 3, matte black (Black) Slide and we caught on that boy, finna lack (Lack) I'm on the drugs, I just relapsed ('Lapsed) Take a lil' look at them racks that we ran (Ran) Sip on drink, that Codeine cleanse (Yeah) I told you, "I really do it for you" Yeah, I need the M-Towns too (Too) I don't know how you be livin' like you (Yeah) [Chorus: Austin Skinner] My twin, he gon' shoot (Shoot) High as fuck and I can't lose (Lose) Told you, I'ma ride for you (You) And I'm dyin' for that truth (Truth) Keep a nine inside my bag (Bag) Not gon' go out, not like that (Yeah) Run my thumb right through these racks (Racks) Knock him down like back-to-back (Yeah) [Verse 2: SurfSkrt] High as fuck, I feel like an astronaut (Yeah) Shawty a ten, I pull up, I'm baggin' her (Yeah) Hop in a Benz, the AMG fast (Yeah) I feel like I'm Flash, I'm flyin' right past (Yeah) I don't want the fame, I just want the cash (Yeah) I bought a Bottega, don't know how to act (Act) A hundred blue strips, I don't see a Jackson (Yeah) The diamonds gon' dance like Michael Jackson (Ah, yeah) I'm rockin' these Chrome Heart lens (Lens) Do what I want, I don't follow no trends (No trend) Tinted the windows, can't see what I'm in (Uh-uh) Blowin' this bag, I don't know what I spent (Uh-uh) Why would I talk about you with a diss? (Why?) I send a shooter, you know what I meant (Okay) Watchin' my back, I put trust in my twin (Okay) I love when he shoot 'cause he never gon' miss (It's great, yeah) He always gon' hit [Chorus: Austin Skinner] My twin, he gon' shoot (Shoot) High as fuck and I can't lose (Lose) Told you, I'ma ride for you (You) And I'm dyin' for that truth (Truth) Keep a nine inside my bag (Bag) Not gon' go out, not like that (Yeah) Run my thumb right through these racks (Racks) Knock him down like back-to-back (Yeah)