Paroles I get it, twin Lucki

I get it, twin

Ayy, ayy, you're probably staying this for the day
(I'm not no lame, though, shout out to Samsson)
You're probably in Miami with some niggas in your face, I get it
You pricy, my fist a different world
You're pricy, I brought the suburb out the city girl, can't forget it
You probably want your get back, 'cause you're hurt
But you know if you do it then it's different, then I probably won't forgive you in your heart
But I know you, and you gon' play it smart
I can't help it that I love you, it's a flaw

I made it, I just spent like fifty grand on codeine and different bitches
I can't give up on my mans, so I'm sneakin' to the trenches
Bought a house and chilled for mama, baby sister know 'bout Bentley
Free my broth?r, fuck your honor, ayy, ayy
Even though she ain't ev?n fuck me, I got it right back
We ain't runnin' out of money, so ain't no bounce back
Got a sold out show in London, a Stone-y Island jacket
Rememberin' when you was for me, I wonder what happened
Man, ayy, ayy
Heavyweight pockets, feather weight glizzy
If she pretty, make her mama
Got a stop thinkin' I'm Hendrix
Pour that shit straight out the bottle, measurings for bitches
Man, ayy
Man, ayy, ayy
Heavyweight pockets, feather weight glizzy
If she pretty, make her mama
Got a star, thinkin' I'm—

Ayy, ayy, you're probably staying this for the day
You're probably in Miami with some niggas in your face, I get it
You pricy, my fist a different world
You're pricy, I brought the suburb out the city girl, can't forget it
You probably want your get back, 'cause you're hurt
But you know if you do it then it's different, then I probably won't forgive you in your heart