Summrs - Twin Did Dat lyrics
Summrs [Deante Adam Johnson] Lafayette, Louisiana, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Summrs - Twin Did Dat lyrics]
(Hurt, what it do?)
Brr, bird business, double R, money team
Uh huh
(Ayy, Geo got them bands, huh?)
Keep my fuckin' chains on when
I beat that pussy up
Bitch
(Uh, huh)
I'm with my brothers right or wrong
I ain't tryna hear that shit
(Ain't tryna hear it)
Heard boy got his stick took
My twin did that shit
(Twin did that)
Fuck around
Get your ho took if she keep likin' my shit
(My shit, yeah)
I'm in this bitch with a hundred racks
I used to be broke, I ain't goin' back
(Goin' back)
When you fuckin' die
We gon' catch you slack
My brother, my twin don't fuck with that
(Fuck with that, yeah)
Full of them drugs, I'm on house arrest
My court dates are gettin' pushed back
(Huh?)
Fentanyl pills in my bitch bag (Yeah)
At every show, you know we clutch back
Give a fuck about music, man, fuck that
My mama say, "You better not touch that"
Up in the club gettin' mugged at (Ha, yeah)
The club closed, then we did him bad
The fuck I'm gon' do with all this cash?
(Yeah)
Huh? (Woah, woah)
I want that big body Maybach
Used to fuck with her way back
You flashin' that stick, then we take that
Sailor came, where your drank at?
At the red lights, I'm gettin' waved at
Only wave back if that bitch bad
If it's a problem, pussy nigga, say that
Twin just got convicted on a new hat
If you catch that pussy, gettin' blew at
Sippin' on snotty Tuss'
This ain't no Cognac
Keep my fuckin' chains on when
I beat that pussy up
Bitch
(Yeah, uh huh)
I'm with my brothers right or wrong
I ain't tryna hear that shit
(Ain't tryna hear it)
Heard boy got his stick took
My twin did that shit
(Twin did that)
Fuck around
Get your ho took if she keep likin' my shit
(My shit, yeah)
I'm in this bitch with a hundred racks
I used to be broke, I ain't goin' back
(Goin' back)
You gon' fuckin' die
We gon' catch your slack
My brother, my twin don't fuck with that
(Fuck with that, yeah)
Full of them' drugs, I'm on house arrest
My court dates are gettin' pushed back
(Huh?)
Fentanyl pills in my bitch bag (Yeah)
At every show, you know we clutch back
(At every fucking show, nigga)
(We go in that bitch, we can't
Get out, that nigga sad
Man)
Double R, bird business
Brr, BB, GG, fah-fah-fah
Brr, bird business, double R, money team
Uh huh
(Ayy, Geo got them bands, huh?)
Keep my fuckin' chains on when
I beat that pussy up
Bitch
(Uh, huh)
I'm with my brothers right or wrong
I ain't tryna hear that shit
(Ain't tryna hear it)
Heard boy got his stick took
My twin did that shit
(Twin did that)
Fuck around
Get your ho took if she keep likin' my shit
(My shit, yeah)
I'm in this bitch with a hundred racks
I used to be broke, I ain't goin' back
(Goin' back)
When you fuckin' die
We gon' catch you slack
My brother, my twin don't fuck with that
(Fuck with that, yeah)
Full of them drugs, I'm on house arrest
My court dates are gettin' pushed back
(Huh?)
Fentanyl pills in my bitch bag (Yeah)
At every show, you know we clutch back
Give a fuck about music, man, fuck that
My mama say, "You better not touch that"
Up in the club gettin' mugged at (Ha, yeah)
The club closed, then we did him bad
The fuck I'm gon' do with all this cash?
(Yeah)
Huh? (Woah, woah)
I want that big body Maybach
Used to fuck with her way back
You flashin' that stick, then we take that
Sailor came, where your drank at?
At the red lights, I'm gettin' waved at
Only wave back if that bitch bad
If it's a problem, pussy nigga, say that
Twin just got convicted on a new hat
If you catch that pussy, gettin' blew at
Sippin' on snotty Tuss'
This ain't no Cognac
Keep my fuckin' chains on when
I beat that pussy up
Bitch
(Yeah, uh huh)
I'm with my brothers right or wrong
I ain't tryna hear that shit
(Ain't tryna hear it)
Heard boy got his stick took
My twin did that shit
(Twin did that)
Fuck around
Get your ho took if she keep likin' my shit
(My shit, yeah)
I'm in this bitch with a hundred racks
I used to be broke, I ain't goin' back
(Goin' back)
You gon' fuckin' die
We gon' catch your slack
My brother, my twin don't fuck with that
(Fuck with that, yeah)
Full of them' drugs, I'm on house arrest
My court dates are gettin' pushed back
(Huh?)
Fentanyl pills in my bitch bag (Yeah)
At every show, you know we clutch back
(At every fucking show, nigga)
(We go in that bitch, we can't
Get out, that nigga sad
Man)
Double R, bird business
Brr, BB, GG, fah-fah-fah