Two23

Lyrics

[Intro] (This shit gon' be crazy, Jacc) (Al Geno on the track) [Verse 1] We back to back, two baby gats, a lot of racks up in the wind Hide and seek, .223, hop out the tree and let it spray I was taught to get respect by any means, I caught the way I'm the first to shoot this bitch and I won't let you get away [Chorus] Got the hip monster, send you to the hip doctor My niggas do pop-ups, we move like a true mobster You see my wrist lock up and my wrist lock up R.I.P. to every nigga crossed us She gon' suck my dick for a new Chanel chinchilla I don't want no pics, you can't kick it with a rich nigga Ain't tryna hear shit if you ain't talkin' 'bout six figure Ain't tryna hear shit if you ain't talkin' 'bout six figure [Bridge] Gotta watch your people And this world full of evil [Verse 2] It's a whole lot of people count on me So you know how I gotta keep that firе on me I caught a charge in New York, it's pеndin' And I don't even know how much I'm spendin' And I don't even know how much we winnin' But I know we winnin' and I'm steady grinnin' I talked to bro today, be back in lockup And I can't even do another pop-up He was in the halfway house That nigga was halfway out But it just ain't panned out And I done fought so many demons Time for the angels to start intervenin' Steady dreamin' [Bridge] And I want moms to feel this shit, yeah, yeah [Chorus] Got the hip monster, send you to the hip doctor My niggas do pop-ups, we move like a true mobster You see my wrist lock up and my wrist lock up R.I.P. to every nigga crossed us She gon' suck my dick for a new Chanel chinchilla I don't want no pics, you can't kick it with a rich nigga Ain't tryna hear shit if you ain't talkin' 'bout six figure Ain't tryna hear shit if you ain't talkin' 'bout six figure