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Two Face Lyrics

Slimesito

1
Pull up in the foreign and it got dark tint
Automatic chopper, yeah I’m gon’ spark shit
I’m from the southside, yeah I stay on that park shit
Glasses on my face, I’m feeling like Clark Kent
A lot of money, man I’m feeling like Bill Gates
(Run that shit back Nino)
(Young Orcery on the beat)
(Welcome to Clayton County, AKA Jurrasic Park)
Sito, Sito, Sito

2
I shoot a nigga with that Glock in my left hand
F…ing with the gang, you know you a dead man
I’m smoking on the dead, I feel like I’m Redman
Diamonds on my teeth, I’m something like Birdman
I’m living by that sword, might die by that sword man
Just took a nigga off, I robbed him for ten bands
Wiped a nigga, man I paid that boy ten bands
Toting on two Glocks but I love them F&N’s
.57 cause’ I RIP Mac 10’s
Counting plata, man that shit like my best friend
F…ing on two bitches and them hoes bеst friends
Rich slime, you know I pull up in new Bеnz
I’m too shiesty you know that I’m too [?]
F…ing with the Jefe get your whole crew spin
Pull up in the foreign and it got dark tint
Automatic chopper, yeah I’m gon’ spark shit

3
I’m from the southside, yeah I stay on that park shit
Glasses on my face, I’m feeling like Clark Kent
A lot of money, man I’m feeling like Bill Gates
Portrait on my face, I’m nothing like Blueface
I’m so sheisty, man they said that I’m two-faced
Rich slime, man my houses got two gates
Popped a nigga, man I send him to hells gates
Counting plata, man a nigga need two safes
Ain’t tryna’ politic, these niggas be too fake
Having stains, man you know I got big rank
El Jefe, man you know I got old stains
AK-47 and that shit wood grain
F…ing on your bitch, she f… with my campaign
Fifty thousand man, you know I’m gon’ maintain
All my opps they got turned to a new strain
Bust down Rollie but the other one plain jane
Private flights, man I’m flying like Soul Plane
Living fast as f…, I stay in the fast lane
Free the gang-gang they up in the chain gang
Just spin the block, man, they calling me insane

4
I shoot a nigga with that Glock in my left hand
F…ing with the gang, you know you a dead man
I’m smoking on the dead, I feel like I’m Redman
Diamonds on my teeth, I’m something like Birdman
I’m living by that sword, might die by that sword man
Just took a nigga off, I robbed him for ten bands
Wiped a nigga, man I paid that boy ten bands
Toting on two Glocks but I love them F&N’s
.57 cause’ I RIP Mac 10’s
Counting plata, man that shit like my best friend
F…ing on two bitches and them hoes best friends
Rich slime, you know I pull up in new Benz
I’m too shiesty you know that I’m too [?]
F…ing with the Jefe get your whole crew spin
Pull up in the foreign and it got dark tint
Automatic chopper, yeah I’m gon’ spark shit

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