Two Timer lyrics
by 3200 Tre
[Intro]
Enrgy made this one
[Verse 1: YSR Gramz]
He post guns on Instagram, is he gon' bust them b*tches?
If a n*gga put my name in a song, I'm tryna f*ck his sister
Lil bro out here punkin' n*ggas, feel like Ashton Kutcher
He don't ever get no pus*y, so he f*cking hookers
I got a four up in my cup, this is not no liquor
If my n*gga ever told, he is not my n*gga
You gotta put that money up, and watch your knot get bigger
He survived the headshot, so his head got bigger
If he wear fake jewels, is he a real n*gga?
They gave him five years for robbing n*ggas, but he still stealing
My n*gga beat a body the other day, but he still killing
b*tch, that n*gga still sliding
I ain't getting out the car like Tre, b*tch, I'm still riding
You lie llike you got locked for a body, you was joy riding
If I don't got my gun, stab a n*gga with a screwdriver
My n*gga like to finesse everybody, he a two timer
[Verse 2: 3200 Tre]
Huh, your n*gga do not move weight, he a shoe shiner
Don't call my phone using blocked numbers, I don't do private
The last one I had got me flicked, I need a new driver
I just told the b*tch bring all her friends, and the whole crew fire
Huh, you ain't ever had no motion, you don't know the feeling
Huh, you ain't never gon' be rich, you got a broke spirit
Huh, they told me I can't have a gun, but I'm still gon' conceal it
Huh, before I let a n*gga kill me, I'm gon' go to prison
Huh, n*gga, I gotta raise my daughter
Huh, I really think the game easy, I just played it harder
Hm, my phone always 'bout to die, I be taking chargers
I keep a n*gga with me that don't like his life, so he can take the charges
Huh, I don't even worry about it, I'm gon' pay the bills
Huh, your daughter gon' think I'm her dad 'cause she a baby still
Huh, it's dope in that tire, I got a crazy wheel
Huh, the day you see me retire, I have a crazy will
Huh, b*tch, I know my kids gon' be straight
If you ain't got one for me, bae, go make your friend open Chase
Hm, I'm on that b*tch, that's why my hands on my waist
I cut into a b*tch like hold on, put your hands on my face
Hm, I'm 'bout to hit the mall today, I'm tryna spend something
Huh, that money train down the street, I feel the wind coming
Hm, what's in the safe stay in the safe, I spend what's incoming
Huh, I got to this b*tch at twelve, now it's ten something