Evil Twins lyrics

by

Kenzo Balla


[Intro: Kenzo Balla]
Like, what?
Ah
Every opp shot
Like, what?
Grrah, grrah
What the f*ck?
Every opp shot
DOA
Ah

[Verse 1: Kenzo Balla]
What the f*ck? Now it's lit
Driving the stoley, spinnin' through they strip
Ayo, Sha Gz, suck my di*k
If I see your mother, I'm clippin' that b*tch
If I see your sister, I'm kickin' that b*tch
They got Kenzo be back on that sh*t
Spot me a G', you know I gotta blitz
We gon' get him took up off the list, like
And I swear they not ready for war
If we get the addy, we kickin' the door
Put a n*gga mother on the floor
Lotti [?], we don't do the war
Threw shots at his body, now that n*gga soft
We ain't stoppin' 'til that n*gga fall (Like, what?)
Spin through the eight tryna up on 'em all
We gon' show these n*ggas how to ball, like
Everything dead, every G' gettin' shot
We gon' spin and TG tryna light up the block
Every opp gettin' shot
Give a f*ck who you with, b*tch, I'm lettin' it flock
I'ma click, it's no tellin' me, "Stop"
I'ma up 'til I'm done 'til a Jet n*gga drop
Everyone shot, I ain't lettin' you rock
So n*ggas better invest in a chop', like
You lost Lotti, watched him die
Yo, Sha, why you be runnin' and sh*t? (Like, what?)
They thought you was buggin' and sh*t
Buggin' on what? Name a thing that you did
Spin the Gates and I'm aimin' for wigs
Them n*ggas ain't hazards, them n*ggas is kids
How I be lookin' dirty in my flicks?
None of y'all n*ggas don't got no drip, like
Ayo, Nesty, where your bestie?
Yus got hit up again, sh*t heavy
Why the f*ck these n*ggas tryna test me?
I'ma start buggin', boomin' with the XD
Off a twenty, smokin' on some Mexi (Mexi)
Rah-Rah got hit, the seat was lookin' messy (Messy)
In the four and I'm totin' on Becky
Spot me a opp in this sh*t gettin' deadly
Like, what? I'ma spin through the Have', no, I ain't tryna box
I ain't tryna argue with the opps
I'm tryna leave a n*gga on his block, like
When I up, better duck from the knocks
He was too laced, so that n*gga got shot
Catch EK, send him with his pops
Everything K, they can't come to my block, like
5th to the Sev, EBK
When I up, better get out the way
DOA be the gang
Lil' dumb n*gga got shot in his face
When I up, better pick up the pace
Adrenaline rushin' when I'm on the 8
f*ck the Gates, they ain't safe
Back out the chop', let it spray, like
[Bridge: Kenzo Balla & TG Crippy]
Grrah, grrah-grrah, boom
Gang, gang (Every opp shot)
Ahh
Like, what?
Like, big DOA (Grrah-grrah, boom)
What the f*ck?

[Verse 2: TG Crippy]
f*ck Rah, n*gga dead
When I walk up 'round, I keep one in the head
They dissin', but never got back for they dead
And Say Drilly the dirtiest Jet
On the set, can't forget a LV got shot in his neck
Buggin' and boomin', we been causin' rec'
And if I catch a Vato, leave him on his neck, like (n*gga, OY-K)
Lotta n*ggas got shot on they block
And they never did sh*t to the opps
So all of y'all n*ggas took sh*t on the hop
If y'all talkin' on bro then we bendin' y'all block
We is not the n*ggas ya' can play with
Catch a opp, I leave him on the pavement
Flockin' at n*ggas every situation
Ballin' for JB, I know that I'm sanctioned
He got shot tryna talk up on C-Hii
This real life, no, you can't rewind
We do a drill, no one gettin' left behind
Dead off the wock, I just poured me like three limes
n*ggas know how I rock in this b*tch
I told you I keep me a chop in this b*tch
If you try to run up, then I'm flockin' this sh*t
I be happy to take me a opp off the list
Keep a knock everywhere that I go
Bando, you pus*y, ya' sister a hoe
How you lettin' her f*ck on your bro?
If that was me, Tdot would've been on the floor
Dead, that n*gga would've been shot
Catch Move Look, his body gon' drop
Everything dead, n*gga, everything shot
If he's yellin', "What's gunnin'" I'm lettin' it flock
f*ck that, Rah got me laced
Lotti got poked then he fell on his face
What the f*ck is a 8th to the Gate?
If ya' link wit' the 4's, man, this sh*t isn't safe
f*ck that, everything dead, lil' n*gga
You jackin' them n*ggas, you dead wit' them n*ggas
You can't even get back wit' them n*ggas
Never lack, keep one in the head, lil' n*gga
[Outro: Kenzo Balla]
Grrah, grrah-grrah, boom
Every opp shot, ahh
Ahh, like, what?
Like, big DOA
Grrah-grrah, boom
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