Текст песни M C M - Joey Trap

Akachi on the beat, lil bitch
Red lean look like Clifford
Uh, look, aye
I just met two twins
They fell in love
I just fuck one, now both mad
Gucci Burberry I'm yo girl mcm Just like my book bag uh
Used to stay outside right after school
And sell that Low low uh
Now I got a Benz I drop the top you catch me solo uh
Catch me riding solo uh
Guns like I'm Han Solo uh
I get chips like robo cop
Y'all so broke like hobo, no
All I wear is polo plus my shoes is prolly gucci
Catch me faded bumping Isolation Kali Uchis uh
I'm a humble guy but I still never wear no yeezys no
All my diamonds dance on me just like they from Chris breezy uh
I'm her mcm but she don't post about me cus you watching
Niggas on my dick more than the bitches
Now a days I guess I'm mother fucking charming
Money farming
Gotta get it
Flow forget
Niggas pussy, eat a snickers
Murder, kill, drink some liquor
Kill bill,jacks hill, fuck jack and Jill
Jack who? they was twins
Like some bitches in my raps
So Issa wrap
I flip a pack, I get the road
I get to go, I get the flow uh
Uh
Hit the road I get the flow uh
Fuck ya girl she like it slow uh
Told her baby drop it low
Diamonds on me fuckin glow uh
MCM just like the back pack
Told her baby throw that ass back
Yeah Told her baby throw that ass back
I just met two twins
They fell in love
I just fuck one, now both mad