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Two
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Two was released on March 7, 2025 by No Handout Empire LLC Trust The Process LLC as a part of the album Bad BoyZ I
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Release DateMarch 7, 2025
LabelNo Handout Empire LLC Trust The Process LLC
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM84

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
GualaMxde
GualaMxde
Rap
La’Tyii
La’Tyii
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
La’Tyii
La’Tyii
Lyrics
Tyrone J Romain
Tyrone J Romain
Songwriter
Alvan J Romain
Alvan J Romain
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
GualaMxde
GualaMxde
Engineer
La’Tyii
La’Tyii
Engineer

Lyrics

Run a **** down with that chop
Come back with that hoe, I like that hoe, she like to move
She talkin' bout what she tryna do Man, your head game gotta improve
Man, I'm tryna get my blues, any bitch, I cannot lose
Yeah, she got a thick ass, tell that bitch, I just want Two
While I'm swervin' in this coupe, she give me brain, she stay on mute
I put your buddy on the news, and I got blood all on my shoes
Y'all **** be cappin' for the views, we 5 deep with my crew
In this Scat I cannot cruise, and Bitch, i'm movin' like Tom Cruise
On my dawg like where the loot, man I'm tryna hit the cruise
Ship, ****, what you mean , I got blood all on my jeans
Bitch , we ain't leave no witness tell me what the fuck you seen
Bitch, make a **** stutter when I hop out with a new glitch
Finish up a drill, then I pop a Adderall
Bitch i'm posted in that field, like what i'm doing, I'm standing tall
On my side, you keep it real, then all you gotta do is, call me
Posted at the op street, bitch we going 4 deep
Can't nobody stop me I'm built like a pressure line
Bust it like the pipe, bitch Watch me do that shit a hundred times
And my money keep on counting I don't argue, I say, never mind
Ayy, this is how my life be Roll again and smoke a dime
While y'all **** talking shit I make y'all **** press rewind
And my chopper way too buff I call that bitch The Frankenstein
Y'all **** better use y'all mind, yall comin' way too close, I'll blow your eyes
**** can't blow my mind, I pop out with that blick ****, hit his ass
In this whip, we finna dip, I hit the curb and then we
I'm the shit, I never miss, its Guala Dolla make bitches
And my blick got a new glitch, you like that violence, lets talk bout it
And my stick got a lil' shh, lemme pop my jigga and I start wildin'
Make these **** mad Pop out drop that bag
**** its Guala, pull up with a splat, do the dash, don't crash, I hang with shottas
Pull up with a gang, know we catching hats, we solvin' problems
They say, Guala please, Bitch I got that thang, I'm tryna fye a **** up
Uh, real vampire, cruisin' through the night city
**** tryna talk Yeah, I got my blick with me
Bitch, and you know my choppa Sing, I call that bitch Lil' Whitney
Finger fuck that Glock, that bitch dont jam, my finger started twitchin
Written by: Alvan J Romain, Tyrone J Romain
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