[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
Yeah, Siamese, two twin hoes, n***a, Siamese
Yes, I'm goin' up, now these n***as tryna sign me
Yes, I'm goin' up, now these bitches tryna find me
Yeah, no, you can't find me
Too many racks, can't find me
Yeah, two kitty cats and they Chinese
Yeah, two twin Glocks, n***a, Siamese

[Verse]
Yeah, this ho on my phone, talkin' stupid shit
I can't cap, I'm so done with these stupid bitches
See these YSL jeans, not Ksubi, n***a
If you got a problem then sue me, n***a
If you got a problem, let's do it, n***a
If you got a problem, let's shoot it, n***a
He get cut from this shit like a movie, n***a
I post up on the scene with some movie bitches
Have the pounds of this green like a plug, n***a
But I'm talkin' money, I'm not talkin' drugs, n***a
Yeah, nah, for real, n***a
Put my boy on your head on a drill, n***a
Yeah, I get high like a Rasta, for real, n***a
And we pop rubber bands, not no pills, n***a
Yeah, we got san tan, and some seals, n***a
I got a lotta bands, hella bills, n***a
I'm coming clean, no, I do not feel you n***as
And you sippin' fake lean, it's gon' kill you, n***a
She just wanna take my ice and put it on
Yeah, she say she love that shit, it turn her on
[Chorus]
Yeah, Siamese, two twin hoes, n***a, Siamese
Yes, I'm goin' up, now these n***as tryna sign me
Yes, I'm goin' up, now these bitches tryna find me
Yeah, no, you can't find me
Too many racks, can't find me
Yeah, two kitty cats and they Chinese
Yeah, two twin Glocks, n***a, Siamese