03 Greedo - Crushing On Twin Lyrics

      

Crushing On Twin
by 03 Greedo

Intro
She think we friends
She think we friends
She think that— yeah
Thinkin' we friends
I mean we is, though
Ayy

Chorus
Crushin' on twin, crushin' on twin
Crushin' on twin, crushin' on twin
Crushin' on—
She think we friends, nah
She think we friends, ayy
Crushin' on twin and act like I don't like her
Crushin' on twin and act like I don't like her
Crushin' on twin and act like I don't like her
Crushin' on twin and act like I don't like her
Crushin' on twin and act like I don't like her
Crushin' on twin and act like I don't like her
Crushin' on twin and act like I don't like her
Crushin' on twin, crushin' on twin (Crush)
Crushin' on twin, crushin' on twin (Twin, twin, twin, twin)
Crushin' on twin (Twin, twin, twin, twin)
Crushin' on twin, she think we friends

Verse 1
I pour thе drip in the pineapple Crush
Balеnci' the body and Fenty the blush
I was just puttin' on Fendi too much
Walked out Marni, switched it up
What do you want? What do you want? What do you want?
I met the bitch in the mall, she was doin' her job, but I still had to her to shop
She ask me what do you want? What do you need? Get on your knees
I wanna fuck, ain't no disrespect, but, baby, I come from the streets
We pour the purple up, pop like a Perc' or somethin'
Took the blue acid, now I popped out the purple one
She just a square, but I wanna see her twerk or somethin'
Got her on demon time, she won't make it to church for nothin'
Whole 'nother bitch in another department
Whole 'nother whip with another compartment
Whole 'nother crib, nigga, fuck an apartment
Whole 'nother whip for the toy we be swervin', okay
Okay, ooh

Chorus
Crushin' on twin, crushin' on twin
Crushin' on twin, crushin' on twin
Crushin' on—
She think we friends, nah
She think we friends, ayy
Crushin' on twin and act like I don't like her
Crushin' on twin and act like I don't like her
Crushin' on twin and act like I don't like her
Crushin' on twin and act like I don't like her
Crushin' on twin and act like I don't like her
Crushin' on twin and act like I don't like her
Crushin' on twin and act like I don't like her
Crushin' on twin, crushin' on twin (Crush)
Crushin' on twin, crushin' on twin

Verse 2
Shoot that we met, girl a model, I put her on camera quickly
Oh, your bitch wanna be poppin'? I'm havin' the racks when she with me
She said she a stylist, I already style myself
Shook up all my talent, let me loosen up my belt, oh
Took her to Paris
To keep it low-key so she never embarrassed
Netflix and chill
Somewhere in Bali or maybe Brazil
Watchin' a movie
She tryna watch Juice and I'm tryna watch Tubi
Feelin' her booty
I ended up fuckin', now she finna lose me
She fuck me 'cause I'm rich
Still can't believe what we doin', she still ain't suck my dick
She said she feel me, but think I'm a cheater, I'm guilty
Something special like Carti and Wake Up F1LTHY
I'm just playin' 'less you finna let me fuck for real
I'm just paranoid, I still got all these drugs in here, okay, mm
Okay, oh
Okay
Okay, okay

Chorus
Crushin' on twin, crushin' on twin
Crushin' on twin, crushin' on twin
Crushin' on—
She think we friends, nah
She think we friends, ayy
Crushin' on twin and act like I don't like her
Crushin' on twin and act like I don't like her
Crushin' on twin and act like I don't like her
Crushin' on twin and act like I don't like her
Crushin' on twin and act like I don't like her
Crushin' on twin and act like I don't like her
Crushin' on twin and act like I don't like her
Crushin' on twin, crushin' on twin (Crush)
Crushin' on twin, crushin' on twin
(Twin, twin, twin, twin)
(Twin, twin, twin, twin)
(She think we friends)

Interlude
I ain't gon', I ain't gon' lie, you know what I'm sayin'?
You tryna bubble off the 03 move or—
You know, I'm lit, baby, you know what I'm sayin'?
Let, let, let, let, if you fine, you know what I'm sayin', let me
See what it do, it ain't always like that, you know what I mean, you know what I mean
You know, I'm a professional, I ain't just no, no pervy-ass nigga
But some of y'all, you know what I'm sayin', y'all just be doin' shit
And you flirt with me to get what you want from me, but don't really want—
Naw, naw, naw, if you gon' do that, we gon' do that, you heard me?
And, and, and, fellas, if your, your girl's at the studio
She's gettin' hit by somebody in the studio or thinkin' about gettin' hit
She has no business here
She has not did a verse, she is not on any skits, you understand that?
So when she say she got a best friend and a, a, a bro, and
"Oh, I knew him so long," I don't give a fuck how long you knew him
I don't give a fuck if that's your uncle, nigga, what the fuck is— Ayy, what is you doin' at the fuckin' studio?
Do you go to the studio with your uncle, bitch?
Do you go to the studio with your pops, bitch?
I don't wanna hear that shit, what the hell, I don't give a fuck how close y'all is
Why are you there? That's for the thots
But I ain't gon' do my lil' twin like that, you feel me?

Outro
That's my lil' twin
Crush, crush, crush
Crushin' on twin
Mm, 03