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2 of us - bic fizzle lyrics

[intro: grover washington jr.]
i see the crystal raindrops fall and the beauty of it all
is when the sun comes shining through
to make those rainbows in my mind when i think of you sometime
and i wanna spend some time with you
(d*mn, garne, you too hard)
(iceberg)
just the two—

[verse 1: bic fizzle & fattmack]
me and my glock 9, on a long ride
different style of livin’, gotta have a strong mind
paink!llers, i ain’t cried in a long time
feel i’m lucky, f*ck it, bet it all on a 9*to*5
some of these n*ggas third person, they be seein’ nothin’
i don’t owe n0body sh*t, every cent mine
summertime, louis bags represent the grind
same clothes for a week, switchin’ different rides
louis timbs, i remember rockin’ broke sperrys
seen a homi’, i ain’t vomit, it ain’t even scare me
catchin’ charges for these pistols that i gotta carry
they don’t wanna see me win, rather see me buried
wish my n*gga never made that quick stop at larry’s
all this weight i gotta carry, god, give me leverage
got a habit for codeine, that my favorite beverage
i can’t send that ho the lo’, i met her at the telly
i ain’t bustin’ down the ‘bow, it make me feel petty
i ain’t put you on that play ’cause i ain’t think you was ready
turn king anaconda when it’s ’bout that fetti
closed casket, time tickin’, bro just said he ready
money counter said, “beep,” that’s a hundred benjis
pack drop, you wanna eat? come and get with me
fell in love with the streets, i don’t trust many
different b*tches through the week, i feel like i’m pimpin’
thirty shots wasn’t enough, threw a sixty in it
smokin’ za, blew a cloud and i saw n*ggas in it
talked to guapo on the snap, he in the penitentiary
get him clapped for them raps, bronem still spinnin’
mini draco on my lap, ‘bows in the kitchen
dooda tellin’ me to snap, get rich off them lyrics
take a soul for my bros, show ’em that i’m serious (fatt)
you gon’ blow when it get furious? n*gga, i’m just curious (on god, nah, i’m serious)
[verse 2: fattmack]
n*gga must be named george, he so f*ckin’ curious
he got hit up, he started bleedin’ worse than an auntie period
i remember i ain’t have a thing and now this sh*t gettin’ serious
i remember when i used to care what folks said on the internet
i got flawless diamonds on my earlobes, now i can’t even hear this sh*t (can’t even hear, yeah)
yeah, pop big*ass b*roll, come ham sandwiches
yeah, pop a couple more percs, now i can’t feel not a thing
made a promise to myself to sh*t on everyone who ever damaged on me (who ever damaged on me)
bae, you know you can’t go nowhere, this sh*t everlastin’ (this sh*t everlastin’)
yeah, bro won’t leave the spot ’cause he just got his package in (he just got his package, yeah)
i really made it out and i’m not tryna brag (i’m ot tryna brag)
blackout in my f*ckin’ pants, granny tell me pull my pants up
she gon’ be so f*ckin’ mad if she know that i got my gun tucked
i had told her that i’m thuggin’ bad, but she don’t want me thuggin’ ’round her
sick and tired of chasin’ love, wonder where the f*ck you us
wonderin’ if you love me too, wonder if i’m still enough
wonderin’ if you miss me too, wonder if you think ’bout us
n*gga, this table for the cool kids, you can’t come and sit by us
yeah, every day, was skippin’ school, gettin’ high, i can’t name sh*t i learned
my mom was always gettin’ drunk and that had her too entertained
so i did what the f*ck i want, we was outside doin’ anything
yeah, i got my heart broken, that’s when i started poppin’ pills for pain
i f*cked the money up, when i went broke, that’s when you told me you didn’t feel the same
i ran it back up, now you right back in my face, it’s interestin’
how we argue all day, i’m comin’ home still at the end of the night
baby, you know you overly protective when you with us, right?
lil’ p*ssy boy, believe the hype
your whole life gon’ flash before your eyes when it’s just me and you and you bleedin’ out, you rookie
i’m dyin’ behind this money, i know n*ggas died for p*ssy
he a k!ller when he on insta, but when he see me, he just lookin’
n*gga know that he ain’t nothin’
i pay lil’ casey, he gon’ stake you out and lay up in your bushes (on god)

- bic fizzle lyrics

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