Twisted lyrics
by Pi’erre Bourne
[Intro]
Yo Pierre, you wanna come out here?
Damn son where did you find this?
[Chorus]
Feels like I'm army enlisted
Don't give a f*ck about the system (Yuh)
b*tches think I'm twisted and I think your right about that
Right about something for an instance
Talking smack (Yuh, ay)
Countin' racks (Yuh, ay)
[Verse]
What about that (Yuh, ay)
Rich off rap (Yuh, ay)
Crystal meth (Yuh, ay)
Breaking bad (Yuh, ay)
Think I'm sad? (Yuh, ay)
Think I'm bad? (Yuh, ay)
Think I'm sad, think I'm mad what about that (Yuh, ay)
Think I'm that think I'm this think I'm f*cking full of p*ss?
Diamonds on my f*cking wrist
Watertight that's the fight
I don't bite
Join the fight club
Join the f*cking right club (Yeah)
Diamond glistening on my f*cking wrist
R-Kelly with the f*cking p*ss
Think I'm this think I'm that what about that b*tch (Yuh)
[Chorus]
Feels like I'm army enlisted
Don't give a f*ck about the system (Yuh)
b*tches think I'm twisted and I think your right about that
Right about something for an instance
Talking smack (Yuh, ay)
Countin' racks (Yuh, ay)