Featured In
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
YG
Vocals
Citoonthebeat
Programming
Mozzy
Vocals
Mustard
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Keenon Jackson
Songwriter
Dijon McFarlane
Songwriter
Rubén Sosa
Songwriter
Timothy Patterson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mustard
Producer
Citoonthebeat
Co-Producer
Dee Brown
Recording Engineer
Derek "MixedByAli" Ali
Mixing Engineer
Michael Dottin
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Two young **** going too brazy
Two bad bitches like we double dating
Two mad **** saying fuck you pay me
Two hustlers, I be going too brazy
[Verse 2]
Two young **** in the coupe racing
Two young **** on the block pacing
Two young **** po-po chasing
Two young **** beefing, Freddy vs. Jason
[Verse 3]
Two cups 'cause I'm getting too fucked up
I'm strapped up, I'm too much for you poop butts
Do too much, then your ass getting touched
Two babies with butt, tryna fuck on us
Two pistols everytime I slide, ah
Too much red, I might start a fire, ah
Two bankrolls, and both of 'em mine, ah
And lil' baby too much, if she ain't leaving my eye
Two young **** on the same mission
Tryna leave a fuckboy brains missing
Try to take my chain, then you gon' get hit
Can't hit you, I'ma hit your bitch
By myself, I be too focused
By myself, I get too loaded
Dick disappear in that pussy, hocus pocus
Dick too bomb, and your bitch know it!
[Verse 4]
Two young **** going too brazy
Two bad bitches like we double dating
Two mad **** saying fuck you pay me
Two hustlers, I be going too brazy
[Verse 5]
Two young **** in the coupe racing
Two young **** on the block pacing
Two young **** po-po chasing
Two young **** beefing, Freddy vs. Jason
[Verse 6]
Two bands for the Drac' gimme two of those
24 a P, 'less you buying two or more
Stomped down, and some other 20 toes
Two M's in the bank, fuck a 20 roll
Judge gave me two years for my **** Po
Too outta town, touch never be at home
Two grams in a 'Wood, we be breathing dope
Two **** banging Blood, and wee keep the 4
Two-toned .40, papa, gotta keep it on me
Facetime the jeweler twice just to see the Rollie
****, two bad bodies giving beaucanotti
Damn near drowned in my lap
Got 'em scuba divin'
Two hunnid something on the dashboard
Two forms of ID for the passport
Double homicide, since they asked for it
And that two-chain shit, will get you taxed boy
[Verse 7]
Two young **** going too brazy
Two bad bitches like we double dating
Two mad **** saying fuck you pay me
Two hustlers, I be going too brazy
[Verse 8]
Two young **** in the coupe racing
Two young **** on the block pacing
Two young **** po-po chasing
Two young **** beefing, Freddy vs. Jason
[Verse 9]
Two Maybachs, and they back to back
Two .40 Glocks with big dicks
They go rat-ta-tat
Shit too brazy, gotta adapt to my habitat
A board but I stood tall
We ain't playing none of that
[Verse 10]
Aye, we been waiting two days
Where the package at?
Middle fingers to the law when the patty-wag'
200 for some head from my scaliwag
200k, from another M
**** tally that!
[Verse 11]
Tally that, 4Hunnid carrying a fanny pack
Spent 20 outta that, and get your baby daddy wacked
Sneak dissing me?
You see your favorite rapper get a tat
YG what you do for fun?
Hang out where it's scandalous at
[Verse 12]
Dry-snitching ain't permitted
We don't side with rats
We ain't never fell off
Fuck you mean we bringing Cali back?
Dracy in a Bally bag
Get a **** body bagged
We ain't tryna snatch a chain and run
We need all of that
[Verse 13]
Two young **** going too brazy
Two bad bitches like we double dating
Two mad **** saying fuck you pay me
Two hustlers, I be going too brazy
[Verse 14]
Two young **** in the coupe racing
Two young **** on the block pacing
Two young **** po-po chasing
Two young **** beefing, Freddy vs. Jason
Written by: Dijon McFarlane, Keenon Jackson, Ruben Dario Sosa Jr, Rubén Sosa, Timothy Patterson