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[Intro] Ayy I'm so—, I'm so—, I'm so— [Chorus] I'm so tired of niggas callin' me they fuckin' twin (Twin) Go 'head, call 'em, bitch, tell 'em bring they fuckin' friends (Friends) Them niggas ain't like me, I swear we ain't like them (Ain't like them) His outfit ain't least three-K, he might be trim Point my fye at them, I point my fye at him I'm keeping my eye on him, I ain't trustin' no pals with them That bitch white, Kylie Jenner That bitch bad, I'll prolly rent her I'm so cold just like December You is not no local member You ain't gang, bruh, you a lame, bruh My draws Rick Owens and baby girl, these ain't Hanes, yeah, hah [Verse] In the field with two Glocks, call 'em Siamese You said she ain't let you fuck, I swear she is not shy to me You smoke on that lil' ass blunt, I swear you are not higher than me Look me in my eye, ask me am I high, I'll be like, "Probably" Bitch, you know I'm geeked up, I just wanna fuck GUCCI, no, you tweakin' now, get on sum'n' Balling just like 'Bron son, coat on like it's wintertime This bitch, she don't want nun' She just want me around her lovin' Say the wrong thing like she passed me the scissors 'cause I'll prolly cut it I don't even give a fuck what they talkin' 'bout 'cause they ain't even got the budget Nigga, fuck the whole Billboard I got real money for a real whore Came up from trap lord, now what the fuck would I trap for? Now what the fuck would I rap for? Why the fuck would you act for? These guns like City Girls, they'll make a nigga act up Make a nigga call for backup [Chorus] I'm so tired of niggas callin' me they fuckin' twin (Twin) Go 'head, call 'em, bitch, tell 'em bring they fuckin' friends (Friends) Them niggas ain't like me, I swear we ain't like them (Ain't like them) His outfit ain't least three-K, he might be trim Point my fye at them, I point my fye at him I'm keeping my eye on him, I ain't trustin' no pals with them That bitch white, Kylie Jenner That bitch bad, I'll prolly rent her I'm so cold just like December You is not no local member You ain't gang, bruh, you a lame, bruh My draws Rick Owens and baby girl, these ain't Hanes, yeah [Outro] You ain't gang, bruh, you a lame, bruh My draws Rick Owens and baby girl, these ain't Hanes, yeah