Letra de 2+2
Hey, look, I'm a Don
I stay with a torch, so stay on the porch, you playin' with me and you done
How could you win? How could you move? Ain't killin' the kill, nigga, run
I stay with a torch, so stay on the porch, you playin' with me and you done
How could you win? How could you move? Ain't killin' the kill, nigga, run
Don't leave it at home, look up when you walk, he drivin' and shootin' for fun
You know it ain't safe, another one dead, so nigga, you better just run
You better just leave, you better go talk to a couple of priest, go get you a leash
Better be slidin' in traffic, no keepin' that shit on your seat
Stay on alert, no time for the games, you playin' it wrong, you get shot in the face
Spin where you sleep, get you a mask, go get you a gun that ain't leavin' a trace
It's 2-2-1, BTA, all of my young nigga spin with a Drake
All of my young nigga down for a case, all of my young nigga shoot for the face
It's takin' too long, I'm gettin' impatient, we gettin' on feet, man, let's see if they out
Nigga be woofin' and woofin' and woofin' and woofin' and woofin' and woofin' for clout
Two plus two, sticks in this bitch
All around killers, don't blink in this bitch
Got me a fully, don't wink in this bitch
Got strength in this wood, it stink in this bitch
Two plus two, sticks in this bitch
All around killers, don't blink in this bitch
Got me a fully, don't wink in this bitch
Got strength in this wood, it stink in this bitch
Doin' the dash if I see the crash, we goin' a hunnid, got stick in the whip
No stick in the box, I thug with it on me, shoutout the Rowdy, but stick on my hip
I don't be hangin' with nigga who flexin' that money
But never got nun' for the table, this shit from the dirt
Had to go run in his house before we got money from labels, I'm real as it gets
No fake in my blood, I still be with killers and deep in the trench
I come from a hood, slide for a rank, no gun for the skit, than we goin' full range
I'm doin' him bad if I get a chance, you hang on that block and I'm leavin' you drenched
Swear it be nigga who poppin' on live, who really ain't slid and still on that fence
No hittin' that dance, I'm hittin' it with you, nigga, no reffin', I'm blowin' that whistle
Nigga, no cappin', I be on this beat, he play with the P and get hit with a missile
Bro, what's the issue? Oh, you ain't trippin? What happen to all that shit on that net?
What happened to all that shit you was sayin' on live? You had a good time makin' threats
It's two plus two, sticks in this bitch
All around killers, don't blink in this bitch
Got me a fully, don't wink in this bitch
Got strength in this wood, it stink in this bitch
Two plus two, sticks in this bitch
All around killers, don't blink in this bitch
Got me a fully, don't wink in this bitch
Got strength in this wood, it stink in this bitch
Aye, aye, aye, flexin' on me, boy, you better get to poppin'
Make a nigga check out, hotel lobby
How you goin' body for body?
We the ones with all the bodies, I'm MJ T Bows Scottie
Make a nigga shake and shift, this Draco rip through your stomach
Pimp those pills, ho, pull up on side of they whip
Switch cheese, we'll drive through and be here
Nigga, don't stand on none of that
Fuck over opps like hundred pack, uh-huh
Nigga ask if I double back, I was up close, I ain't have to do none of that, uh
But the next day, we comin' back, we ain't doin' Fridays after next
Esophagus killers, we at your neck, I do it myself, I ain't droppin' no check
He'll get stressed like it's yoga and shit
Swervin' the sketch, controllin' this bitch
He'll get killed for that trollin' and shit
Bag of the opps, put a hole in that bitch
Step, step, right, left
One, two, three, choppers go on repeat like brrt, brrt, brrt, brtt, on beat
Two plus two, sticks in this bitch
All around killers, don't blink in this bitch
Got me a fully, don't wink in this bitch
Got strength in this wood, it stink in this bitch
Two plus two, sticks in this bitch
All around killers, don't blink in this bitch
Got me a fully, don't wink in this bitch
Got strength in this wood, it stink in this bitch
You know it ain't safe, another one dead, so nigga, you better just run
You better just leave, you better go talk to a couple of priest, go get you a leash
Better be slidin' in traffic, no keepin' that shit on your seat
Stay on alert, no time for the games, you playin' it wrong, you get shot in the face
Spin where you sleep, get you a mask, go get you a gun that ain't leavin' a trace
It's 2-2-1, BTA, all of my young nigga spin with a Drake
All of my young nigga down for a case, all of my young nigga shoot for the face
It's takin' too long, I'm gettin' impatient, we gettin' on feet, man, let's see if they out
Nigga be woofin' and woofin' and woofin' and woofin' and woofin' and woofin' for clout
Two plus two, sticks in this bitch
All around killers, don't blink in this bitch
Got me a fully, don't wink in this bitch
Got strength in this wood, it stink in this bitch
Two plus two, sticks in this bitch
All around killers, don't blink in this bitch
Got me a fully, don't wink in this bitch
Got strength in this wood, it stink in this bitch
Doin' the dash if I see the crash, we goin' a hunnid, got stick in the whip
No stick in the box, I thug with it on me, shoutout the Rowdy, but stick on my hip
I don't be hangin' with nigga who flexin' that money
But never got nun' for the table, this shit from the dirt
Had to go run in his house before we got money from labels, I'm real as it gets
No fake in my blood, I still be with killers and deep in the trench
I come from a hood, slide for a rank, no gun for the skit, than we goin' full range
I'm doin' him bad if I get a chance, you hang on that block and I'm leavin' you drenched
Swear it be nigga who poppin' on live, who really ain't slid and still on that fence
No hittin' that dance, I'm hittin' it with you, nigga, no reffin', I'm blowin' that whistle
Nigga, no cappin', I be on this beat, he play with the P and get hit with a missile
Bro, what's the issue? Oh, you ain't trippin? What happen to all that shit on that net?
What happened to all that shit you was sayin' on live? You had a good time makin' threats
It's two plus two, sticks in this bitch
All around killers, don't blink in this bitch
Got me a fully, don't wink in this bitch
Got strength in this wood, it stink in this bitch
Two plus two, sticks in this bitch
All around killers, don't blink in this bitch
Got me a fully, don't wink in this bitch
Got strength in this wood, it stink in this bitch
Aye, aye, aye, flexin' on me, boy, you better get to poppin'
Make a nigga check out, hotel lobby
How you goin' body for body?
We the ones with all the bodies, I'm MJ T Bows Scottie
Make a nigga shake and shift, this Draco rip through your stomach
Pimp those pills, ho, pull up on side of they whip
Switch cheese, we'll drive through and be here
Nigga, don't stand on none of that
Fuck over opps like hundred pack, uh-huh
Nigga ask if I double back, I was up close, I ain't have to do none of that, uh
But the next day, we comin' back, we ain't doin' Fridays after next
Esophagus killers, we at your neck, I do it myself, I ain't droppin' no check
He'll get stressed like it's yoga and shit
Swervin' the sketch, controllin' this bitch
He'll get killed for that trollin' and shit
Bag of the opps, put a hole in that bitch
Step, step, right, left
One, two, three, choppers go on repeat like brrt, brrt, brrt, brtt, on beat
Two plus two, sticks in this bitch
All around killers, don't blink in this bitch
Got me a fully, don't wink in this bitch
Got strength in this wood, it stink in this bitch
Two plus two, sticks in this bitch
All around killers, don't blink in this bitch
Got me a fully, don't wink in this bitch
Got strength in this wood, it stink in this bitch
