P2L (feat. Choppa Tink) - Guapelupe

(Hitmaka) (Catour, fuck it up) Twin Know you gon' be my bitch 'til the end Know you gon' ride for me, 'cause I'm gon' ride for you And if she got beef with you, better bring enough smoke for two That's how I come for you Twin If he trickin' on me then he trickin' on you Told him, "Meet me at Phipps," and he had to buy two That's just how it goes when your bitch got you They be clique-in' up, but that shit be fu' I ain't have nobody, it was always you They know not to play 'cause I'm crazy 'bout you Twin Gotta be careful who you call your friend These hoes ain't loyal, they just pretend That's why I keep my circle small, can't trust no bitch Except my bitch Twin Know you gon' be my bitch 'til the end Know you gon' ride for me, 'cause I'm gon' ride for you And if she got beef with you, better bring enough smoke for two That's how I come for you Twin If he trickin' on me then he trickin' on you Told him, "Meet me at Phipps," and he had to buy two That's just how it goes when your bitch got you They be clique-in' up, but that shit be fu' I ain't have nobody, it was always you They know not to play 'cause I'm crazy 'bout you (Oh, oh-oh) Twin Girl, drop a pin and tell me where to meet you (Oh, oh) I'll spin the block on a opp if they ever mistreat you Nobody knows you better than I do (Oh-woah, yeah) If bitches want smoke, then I'm ready to slide through (Slide through) 'Cause girl you my twin and it's up if you call (Call) Might hit a lick and then split with you Yeah, that's just how we ball (Just how we ball, hey) Don't need no new bitches up in this ride (Ride, woah, yeah) Here 'til the end, it's just me and my twin on the passenger side Twin Know you gon' be my bitch 'til the end Know you gon' ride for me, 'cause I'm gon' ride for you And if she got beef with you, better bring enough smoke for two That's how I come for you Twin If he trickin' on me then he trickin' on you Told him, "Meet me at Phipps," and he had to buy two That's just how it goes when your bitch got you They be clique-in' up, but that shit be fu' I ain't have nobody, it was always you They know not to play 'cause I'm crazy 'bout you Twin Gotta be careful who you call your friends (Oh, oh-oh) These hoes ain't loyal, they just pretend (Oh, oh-oh) So, I keep my circle small, can't trust no bitch

(Right now Sound) (Hitmaka) (Romano) (OG Parker) Shawty got me excited Fallin' deep, but I like it (huh) Pullin' up and I'm outside I'd ride it like a Bugatti ('Gatti) 85 on this cube Top down when we cruisin' (cruise) Somethin' 'bout you here with me that gets me high (high) It's that good love with that street shit Got me all in my feels (feels) Cuttin' off my old niggas, don't need 'em all in my ear (ear) All that back and forth, makes me wanna trust you (trust) Make me want it more, every time I fuck you 45 on the bezel, ayy Shawty my little rebel, ayy (rebel) Fuckin' on her, she spеcial, ayy Hit her with the rose pеtals, ayy (hey) I'm the bass, she the treble, ayy AP, gave her a medal, ayy (ayy) Black card and them debit, ayy Shootin' out of the barrel, ayy Shawty on a new level, ayy She ain't never gon' settle (settle) Hit it first like Ray J, I'm baskin' in it no Carol (Carol) Said her last man was a zero He ain't had my type of dinero (no) She ain't supposed to be here tonight She a bad thing, little rebel, ayy Said it's on tonight I came to take you there Said it's anything you wanna do (do) My body on your body, yeah I hope you don't play fair Not fair (fair) Drape you in diamonds, somewhere exotic (yeah) Make you my goddess, not fair (ayy) It ain't no contest, when we get it poppin' (hey) I'm just bein' honest 45 on the bezel, ayy Shawty my little rebel, ayy (rebel) Fuckin' on her, she spеcial, ayy Hit her with the rose pеtals, ayy (hey) I'm the bass, she the treble, ayy AP, gave her a medal, ayy (ayy) Black card and them debit, ayy Shootin' out of the barrel, ayy Shawty on a new level, ayy She ain't never gon' settle (settle) Hit it first like Ray J, I'm baskin' in it no Carol (Carol) Said her last man was a zero He ain't had my type of dinero (no) She ain't supposed to be here tonight She a bad thing, little rebel, ayy 45 on the bezel Shawty my little rebel Fuckin' him like he special Hit me with the rose petal I'm the bass, he the treble AP, gave me a medal Black card ain't no debit Shootin' out of the barrel