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Twilight Lyrics by THF TP

2017

[Verse 1: THF TP]
Look at the flick of my wrist, yea I'm late but I had to remix
4-6, 46 in my clip, 'bout to hit em with full, it was 50 in it
You can't go to war with no money
Got coke in the bando we taxin' for this
Come correct when you knock on the door
This shit fresh off the boat, serve em 8 in the split
Real niggas relate to this. fake niggas be fakin' they shit
Talk tough on the internet
See em in person, I bet he gon' run out his Timbs
My clip full of hallows
Them pills that I swallowed they got me too high like a blimp
I leave, I don't follow
Bronem in that Tahoe behind me with 4 cooler kits
AK-47, Choppas, MAC-11s
Send you to heaven with this Smith & Wesson
To be a real nigga is a blessin'
Plug in the hood, I shake up with a reverend
VIP section, these drugs got me sweatin'
I did a club strippers shakin', I text her
Shorty was good it was nun to sex her
Had to show her the ropes to impress her, next her
Designer stuffed in my dresser, flexin'
Fuck on your bitch while I fuck up the money on Sunday
Bought a new car it was Monday, Tuesday forgot what I did on Monday
I was too high rollin', bussin' on gunplay, woah
I be talkin' that shit, cause I do it I done it, I rap what I live
And none of us say what I did
Cause that shit that I did I know God won't forgive
I witnessed my niggas get killed
And I can't forget how I shed them tears
This shit got me fucked up for years
Niggas see me they run, opps know what it is
THF we some savages
Grew from shit, we ain't havin' it
Backwood stuff with the cannabis, your shit be tampered with
My shit come from the Africans, when I'm smokin' on passionate
Swipin' and crackin' shit, got your hoe feelin' passionate
Know it come from the ratchet bitch
Smashin' and passionate, plus she irrationate
Gimme a Khloe, I need a Kardashian
Jump in the foreign, I'm feelin bout crashin' it
Roll up a wood, I ain't thinkin' bout passin' it
Stay to yourself, when you smoke on that cancer stick
I fucked a ratchet bitch, she know not to ask for shit
Spend that shit with my brothas, we come from the struggle
We raised in the jungle, see blood in a puddle
I tackle, we fumble
[Bridge: THF GBaby]
Ayy, niggas see me then they runnin'
Got sum to say but why you mumblin'
Nigga you don't really want it
[Chorus: THF GBaby]
Pick Uncle Rake, cause my shorties on S
That lil nigga thirsty, just to make a mess
I told em get on your ass, after they secure the bag
Cause the fuck nigga he dead
I put a TEC on your head
We do it first, nigga copyin'
Push button on the key to the skrrt that I be in
Couldn't get him but you know we got his man
How you sleepin' unhurt but he got shot again
Ayy ayy, nigga get popped just like a can
I can never love a thot I wanna fuck her friend
[Verse 2: THF GBaby]
My nigga see a stain he get poked
Lil bitch we the eater gang, you ain't know
She was just givin' me top
When [?] came through the door
Told the lil bitch to get dressed, gotta go
Just sucked my glizzy anin't talkin bout no clothes
I bet this .50 won't jam if it blow
Fuck nigga pick a side, it's your choice
I can hear the bitch side of your voice
We play with the sticks just like it's a toy
They know I'm 4-6, I don't fuck around with the rich boys
[Chorus: THF GBaby]
Pick Uncle Rake, cause my shorties on S
That lil nigga thirsty, just to make a mess
I told em get on your ass, after they secure the bag
Cause the fuck nigga he dead
I put a TEC on your head
We do it first, nigga copyin'
Push button on the key to the skrrt that I be in
Couldn't get him but you know we got his man
How you sleepin' unhurt but he got shot again
Ayy ayy, nigga get popped just like a can
I can never love a thot I wanna fuck her friend
[Verse 3: THF Twin]
[Chorus: THF GBaby]
Pick Uncle Rake, cause my shorties on S
That lil nigga thirsty, just to make a mess
I told em get on your ass, after they secure the bag
Cause the fuck nigga he dead
I put a TEC on your head
We do it first, nigga copyin'
Push button on the key to the skrrt that I be in
Couldn't get him but you know we got his man
How you sleepin' unhurt but he got shot again
Ayy ayy, nigga get popped just like a can
I can never love a thot I wanna fuck her friend
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