Rey Morado - reTwisted Lyrics

I remixed it up
I re twist it
Still ain't feeling too kindred
My eyes low as fuck, perfect my vision
Niggas slid, got too hot in the kitchen
They food, I kill the track
Call me Babe Ruth
Hit it outta the park
Make room, pulled it outta my heart
I can't hate you
That's divine on my part
God
Hotboxing in the car
Only hop out for another gar
Hot topic niggas are
High tonic, I got hydroponic in my drawer
Psilocybin in galore, nigga
Blunts I rolled, you think it's four niggas
Nah nah this ain't for a nigga though
I wasn't even gone share a floor with em
I'm never sober or bored, I'm light as a board
And heavy as a feather, tongue be a sword
Mid pack always selling of course, but Rey exotic
I got stripes, I been gored
Solomon Grundy, can't stay down
I want to tell the plug eight pounds
Niggas was doubting, congratulating
I don't give a fuck bout what they say now
This game a circus, I hate clowns
Geeked up, can't put this thang down
Been stuck, still gone make a way out
My shit purple and gold, I flick with the fold
Ain't showing love, shit I figure they foes
Nigga easy does it, Fuck it I'm a blow
Float no rubber ducky, heavy on the smoke
Got to re up, hurry on the low
Andela, vamanos I need some more
I remixed it up
I re twist it
I ain't feeling realistic
My eyes red as hell, think it's an issue
Pop a cap I might die for my district
Brain food, I do the shit that they can't do
First they gone hate, then they thank you
I'm ice-cold with it, hoe we ain't cool
Nigga gone think I got bank, it ain't what you think
I really might jug to fill up the tank
Living by whip and freedom through tree
A slave to the clock I'm never gone be
It's 7 o'clock, got me a seven
Don't know what they selling, it look like a three
You got a quarter, a quarter in stem
That's out of order, nigga broken decree
All my shit Fye, who fucking with me
Fucked up
Power through it, less fortunate tough luck
Flow could never put cork in it, puff puff pass
Turn these niggas to ash
Know you see it, wave it's on your ass
What you got going on gone ain't gone last
Always in some pressure I get high first
So a nigga never finish last
I remixed it up
I re twist it
Still ain't feeling too kindred
My eyes low as fuck perfect my vision
Niggas slid got too hot in the kitchen
They food, I kill the pack
Call me babe Ruth
Hit it outta the park
Make room
Pulled it outta my heart
I can't hate you
That's divine on my part
I remixed it up
I retwist it
I ain't feeling realistic
My eyes red as hell, think it's an issue
Pop a cap I might die for my district
Brain food, I do the shit that they can't do
First they gone hate then they thank you
Ice cold wit it hoe we ain't cool

I remixed it up
I re twist it
Still ain't feeling too kindred
My eyes low as fuck, perfect my vision
Niggas slid, got too hot in the kitchen
They food, I kill the track
Call me Babe Ruth
Hit it outta the park
Make room, pulled it outta my heart
I can't hate you
That's divine on my part
God
Hotboxing in the car
Only hop out for another gar
Hot topic niggas are
High tonic, I got hydroponic in my drawer
Psilocybin in galore, nigga
Blunts I rolled, you think it's four niggas
Nah nah this ain't for a nigga though
I wasn't even gone share a floor with em
I'm never sober or bored, I'm light as a board
And heavy as a feather, tongue be a sword
Mid pack always selling of course, but Rey exotic
I got stripes, I been gored
Solomon Grundy, can't stay down
I want to tell the plug eight pounds
Niggas was doubting, congratulating
I don't give a fuck bout what they say now
This game a circus, I hate clowns
Geeked up, can't put this thang down
Been stuck, still gone make a way out
My shit purple and gold, I flick with the fold
Ain't showing love, shit I figure they foes
Nigga easy does it, Fuck it I'm a blow
Float no rubber ducky, heavy on the smoke
Got to re up, hurry on the low
Andela, vamanos I need some more
I remixed it up
I re twist it
I ain't feeling realistic
My eyes red as hell, think it's an issue
Pop a cap I might die for my district
Brain food, I do the shit that they can't do
First they gone hate, then they thank you
I'm ice-cold with it, hoe we ain't cool
Nigga gone think I got bank, it ain't what you think
I really might jug to fill up the tank
Living by whip and freedom through tree
A slave to the clock I'm never gone be
It's 7 o'clock, got me a seven
Don't know what they selling, it look like a three
You got a quarter, a quarter in stem
That's out of order, nigga broken decree
All my shit Fye, who fucking with me
Fucked up
Power through it, less fortunate tough luck
Flow could never put cork in it, puff puff pass
Turn these niggas to ash
Know you see it, wave it's on your ass
What you got going on gone ain't gone last
Always in some pressure I get high first
So a nigga never finish last
I remixed it up
I re twist it
Still ain't feeling too kindred
My eyes low as fuck perfect my vision
Niggas slid got too hot in the kitchen
They food, I kill the pack
Call me babe Ruth
Hit it outta the park
Make room
Pulled it outta my heart
I can't hate you
That's divine on my part
I remixed it up
I retwist it
I ain't feeling realistic
My eyes red as hell, think it's an issue
Pop a cap I might die for my district
Brain food, I do the shit that they can't do
First they gone hate then they thank you
Ice cold wit it hoe we ain't cool