Twisting Our Fingers (Original)* lyrics

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[Chorus: Young Thug]
Yeah (Young Sex)
Twisting our fingers (Gang bang)
I robbed the pizza man, man
I'm geeked up and tweaking (Lay it down)
Bentley two seater (Bentley two seater)
Somebody call up Lil Big
Young spider done ran out the reefer
Spider got too rich to see you (Yeah, yeah)

[Verse 1: Young Thug]
Turbo the [?], my b*tch in a Bugatti
I done triple with my cups, I been drinking on yuck
I told the b*tch gotta leave the lil n*gga
You wanna be with us, leave his ass in New York
If my Balenci yellow, I call it the woop
b*tch this Louis V, Virgil, we playing pu putt
The lil' b*tch and my dog but I bought her a pup
I done told hеr and I tore up, she stay in a (Woo)
Hasta la vista, she Costa Rica
Why in thе f*ck do I gotta do a feature? (Why)
I'm in a new Pana' coupe with uh huh (Aye)
I let her roll up this loud like a speaker (Aye)
She told the lil' b*tch the baby, she got way to close, turn into Mad Max (Mad Max)
New coolant system, with the drum– (Got too hot)
I had to sprinkle it with red jet (Red jet)
I went and went on a rampage (Yeah)
I put on ice, guess I'm ice age (Brrr)
I told my b*tch have a bright day (Bright day)
I told her kidnap the right lady
I let my main b*tch invite ladies (Yeah)
Peppermint patty, my coupe is a rabbit
Rose gold on her phantom, my b*tch is the baddest
I drip with Montana, the house that I'm building a palace
[Chorus: Young Thug & Lil Keed]
Yeah (Young Sex)
Twisting our fingers (Gang bang)
I robbed the pizza man, man
I'm geeked up and tweaking (Lay it down)
Bentley two seater (Bentley two seater)
Somebody call up Lil Big
Young spider done ran out the reefer
Spider got too rich to see you (Yeah, yeah) (Keed talk to 'em)

[Verse 2: Lil Keed]
Somebody call him, please hit the weed man, I need some reefer (Please call him up)
I gotta ride with the Glock in my hand, I know that it's up, up, up (Up, up, up)
Fellas not lacking, I got some bands and they wrapped up in plastic (Slatt)
I f*ck that hoe on the couch, not the mattress
Don't f*ck with Lee, almost caught me a felon
Spent me a nickel on a coupe like I'm Philly (Woo)
Why is a thot playing? Tried sticking my di*k right in (My di*k right in)
I'ma get chauffeured in a 'Benz (Slatt)
I'ma rock Cartier lens (Cartier)
Hit from the back, she screaming (Uh, uh, uh)
They send the drip right in, so you know I'm rocking Staple Pigeon
First you gon' thank me, cause when I throw it up, they gon' hold a pedarim
I can go all night, yeah, yeah, girl, get your friend (Uh, uh, uh)
Keed talk to 'em (Keed talk to 'em), you know what I'm saying (You know what I'm saying)
Shoot up your mans, no, no I don't care 'bout your momma crying (No I don't care)
[Chorus: Young Thug]
Yeah (Young Sex)
Twisting our fingers (Gang bang)
I robbed the pizza man, man
I'm geeked up and tweaking (Lay it down)
Bentley two seater (Bentley two seater)
Somebody call up Lil Big
Young spider done ran out the reefer
Spider got too rich to see you (Yeah, yeah)