Lyrics Big 3 - The OMB Twins

I want the money andolè
Diamonds they bust in this Cartier
She give me brain sensei
These Diamonds they dancin like KingDre

It's TwinLife4Eva we shitten emm
I'm Countin these blues like I'm crippin on em
I went and copped me a new toy
We got the hoes call drew boy

From duo to trio yea we the hottest
Fresh as a bitch we don't need a stylist
They think it's sweet let em try it
They catch a clip Mir Rodgers

Ya girl a thot yea she a eater
I hit it and quit it cuz I don't need her
Running the streets like I'm playing FIFA
TwinLife4Eva it's no competing

I Spent a bag then I double back
Run thru these hoes like a running back
I went and Copped me another sack
Finessing the plug I don't owe em back

Like Billy and Mandy I keep a reaper
You can get wet Aquafina
Member them days no pot to pee in
It's OMB we forever eatin

I fuck with the twins
I fuck with the twins
Anywhere I go you know I get it in
I fuck with the twins
I fuck with the twins
Any situation they know imma spin
I got the macky in the club I snuck it in
I got the macky in the club I snuck it in

I fuck with the twins twins I'm with the twins
I'm with the twins twins I'm with the twins

I get it all
I got the sauce
Who you ever know that danced with Ross
I am a boss
I am a boss
I done took so many Ls to take a loss
I fuck with the twins
I fuck with the twins
Any situation that they getting in
Just call my phone and you know that imma spin
I got the macky in the club I snuck it in

Glock wit a stick & I told that bitch you can hold my dick can't hold my gun
Ain't no beef wit the ops they check the score we forever gone stay up one
Tray came back in mix and I seen them switch now they still think I owe em sum
This pussy just called he asked for feature I said this dickhead must be dumb

Like niggas didn't banged on me sang on me rain on me seen the whole world tried to change on me
Bitches put shame on me blame on me frame on me now the same hoes put brain on me
I stayed the same homie fake homie change on me when that DA put chains on me
Aint no names homie niggas came phoney when they see the shine from the plane Rollie

I come from the bottom were niggas die young a lot of my niggas won't make out
I grew up on beechwood where it get dark at right across the street from the vacant house
Yeah We was cool when we young but I don't fuck wit bull cause I know he sign statements now
My momma she scarred from the hood cause she seen too many niggas get shot placed in the ground

Ain't no love round here
Fucked up round here
These young niggas you kill for sum bud round her
Don't lack round here
Be strapped round here
Make one wrong move you get clapped around here
Don't tweak round here
Don't creep round here
Them teddy bears say RIP round here
Ima shark round here
Too smart round here
Nigga try me get hit wit that spark round here

I fuck with the twins
I fuck with the twins
Anywhere I go you know I get it in
I fuck with the twins
I fuck with the twins
Any situation they know imma spin
I got the macky in the club I snuck it in
I got the macky in the club I snuck it in

I fuck with the twins twins I'm with the twins
I'm with the twins twins I'm with the twins

I get it all
I got the sauce
Who you ever know that danced with Ross
I am a boss
I am a boss
I done took so many Ls to take a loss
I fuck with the twins
I fuck with the twins
Any situation that they getting in
Just call my phone and you know that imma spin
I got the macky in the club I snuck it in