Lyrics 1-2 Freestyle (Outro) [Radio Edit] - Full Trip

Twano Got The Recipe
Sheesh

Nigga This a 1 of one
I can't ever leave my
Crib If I ain't Makin funds
Ian have no friends
I just gotta gun
Niggas did great
And they ate
But they ain't give me nun
Baby I can't chase you
I'm at chase
To reverse deposit
Twano got that bass
808 be knockin'
Get it poppin'
I been gettin' paper
Dass my only option
Put a drum in the street
I'm juss tryna mop it
I can't smoke yo trash
That shit boof
And it's prolly toxic
Been an artist
I been painting pictures
Since the age of 3
Niggas went left
Dissapeared
Now they mad at me

How that work
Aye Aye

Sheesh
This is number 2
I hit the trap in my Prada shoes
Bitch came back with a bag
I said I'm proud of you
I mean I'm proud of me
Niggas movin real strange
Call they ass anomaly
And I got them
Real plugs
36 a powder key
I just told this dame
Cut the talkin get on top of me
Really like all kind of freaks
Cash And designer sneaks
The game to easy
My water whip
Fiji Yellow plates
Or lights on the tag
That's a DT
Ion like friendly hoes
Shit be to creepy
Tints on glass
Mask on can't peep me
I know she a freak
I just told her come and eat me
Bad bitch Treeshy
A T & T
Got control like a tv
Really in the trench jump a fence
Ian playin' ball
Trap Nîgga when I touch money
Stack it real tall