Confessions! 2 lyrics

Aye WTF, twinn
b*tch, yeah

(Hook)
Why the f*ck y'all on my di*k again
They like me confessin', so I guess I'm on that sh*t again
Hellcats and SRT, b*tch I'm whippin' in that whip again
I f*cked with her like 7 times, I ain't f*ckin' with that b*tch again
I get the funds, lil' b*tch I'm rich again
Yeah, f*ck a hoe, I'm stamped for sure, so tell that b*tch I'm him
I'm so locked in, if you ain't gang then you ain't gettin' in
She tryna run back, I'm like "Who the f*ck this b*tch again?"

(Verse 1)
Yeah
You ain't my b*tch, so why you actin' wild?
He play with gang, then just like Jay, then b*tch I'm flashin' out
Like gang
f*ck this rap, y'all gay, y'all fa**in'
Thought I needed love, I'm gettin' money, b*tch I'm stackin' proud
Shooters on go, if you wanna play, then we finna smack em' down
And these b*tches be lyin', like why is you cheatin'?, like b*tch why you cappin' now?

(Verse 2)
And this Lil' hoe riding di*k, I tell that Lil' smut "just hop off"
I been takin' all this medicine, these pills not Tylenol
I been pourin' up some syrup, cause this sh*t might fix my cough
Bi-b*tch I'm chillin' with Lil' Kevo, with them Glocks we take you off
He be pus*y for the gram, he cappin', tell that boy hop off
And he be talkin' on the net, but b*tch in person Microsoft
Yeah
Huh

(Hook)
Why the f*ck y'all on my di*k again
They like me confessin', so I guess I'm on that sh*t again
H-H-Hellcats and SRT, b*tch I'm whippin' in that whip again
I f*cked with her like 7 times, I ain't f*ckin' with that b*tch again
I get the funds, lil' b*tch I'm rich again
Yeah, f*ck a hoe, I'm stamped for sure, so tell that b*tch I'm him

(Yeah, huh, so tell that b*tch "I'm him")
(Yeah, so tell that b*tch "I'm twinn")

(Verse 3)
And b*tch we
Sticked up in the party, I ain't playin' with em'
And b*tch your brother dead, you talk too much, you layin' with em'
A-A-And b*tch we sticked up, we sprayin' K's, I bet I hit him
I got a scope up on my chop', be'd crazy if I missed him

(Bridge)
Goin' numb, can't feel my face, cause I been smokin' thrax
Yeah, I took a Xanax, flight 10 hours to my flight in LAX
Yeah, and these b*tches did me dirt, I cannot trust them, f*ck my ex
Yeah, and RIP to bro, he talkin' down?, do him like X (RIP X)
(Hook)
Why the f*ck y'all on my di*k again
They like me confessin', so I guess I'm on that sh*t again
Hellcats and SRT, b*tch I'm whippin' in that whip again
I f*cked with her like 7 times, I ain't f*ckin' with that b*tch again
I get the funds, lil' b*tch I'm rich again
Yeah, f*ck a hoe, I'm stamped for sure, so tell that b*tch I'm him

(Yeah, so tell that b*tch I'm him)
(Huh, huh, yeah Lil' b*tch it's twinn)