เนื้อเพลง Two Cups - Rich the Kid

[Offset:]
Two Cups, two sl*ts (Two sl*ts)
Jump right in it like Iike I'm playin' double dutch (Ooh)
Whippin' in that pot, I hit it uppercut (Woo, woo, woo, woo)
I put my drip up on the plate, she eat it up (Hey)
Big body keys, the Bentley truck get mounted up (Big body keys)
You can't buy me for no million, n*gga, that ain't enough (That ain't enough)
But I only spent a dime to get your tummy tucked (Dime)
N*gga done lost your f*ckin' mind tryna beef with us (Lost your mind)

We run it up from the ground, n*gga, don't sleep on us (Yeah)
LeBron James, none of these n*ggas ain't equal to us (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
B*tch get hit on the bus (Yeah)
The b*tch a runt, a mutt (Yeah)
Grippin' on my clutch (Yeah)
Watch that n*gga, he sus' (Yeah)
Hard for me to trust (Oh, yeah)
I got the Midas touch (Woo, woo, woo, woo)

[Rich the Kid, Offset & Big Sean:]
B*tches seen the milli' got the bubble guts (Milli')
B*tterfly doors, gotta let 'em up
They takin' pictures of me, hold my Richie up
When I slide in, oh, she ride in
Knock a n*gga off quick with a light ten
Oh, she ride like a pro, get a new Benz
Off the jet to a check, it's a backend
I can't trip, I put Fendi on my slips (On my slips)
I got gang with me, you might wanna dip
I got plaques on plaques, Maybach, way back
Drop a hundred where my stash spot at (Rich)
Chain frozen, and I bought my b*tch a Range Rover (Woo)
Lambo with no top, yeah, b*tch, the game over (Skrrt skrrt, hey)
Brand new mansion spot, invite the gang over (Gang, gang)
We ain't soaked, but baguettes look like rain soakin' (Baguettes)
Bands out the gym, jumpin' like double dutch (Bands, they jumpin')
You kissin' on the b*tch and we gon' split 'em up (Lil' b*tch)
You got a problem, go and speak it up (Go and speak it up, Uh-huh)
Why you capping? 'cause the money, it ain't big enough (Whoa, whoa, whoa)

[Big Sean:]
Yeah, had to cut the middle man, I ain't talking Malcolms
When you put the work in, just look at all the outcomes
When you blessin' faith, what these n*ggas be like, "How come?"
Know we quick to f*ck these n*ggas up like round one
I got no time for hissy fits (No), can't count on you, you counterfeit
It's just me, Offset, and Rich
When you lose and win it all, that's a feeling you'll never forget
Graveyard shifts, tales from the crypt
See, I'm the boss, no calling sick, look
It's just me and all my dogs and we ridin' like we lawless
She hit me with "Let's talk," sh*t
But b*tch, you might as well be talking to a f*cking wall
Than to have a heart-to-heart with a n*gga that's as heartless
Yeah, I look exhausted (Woah), but that's just what it cost, sh*t
I still proceed with caution (Uh-huh)
'Cause I done seen some people have it all and then they lost it (Straight up)
Got a dime b*tch ridin' with me even when she nauseous (Damn)
Done made it through the fire, but I'm still that f*cking raw, b*tch (F*cking raw, I'm that raw, b*tch)
I go off, go in, go up, but never go back (Go)
I know we in a league of our own, b*tch, I'm pro-black (Huh)
Just hit a lick for my grandsons and I don't have sons (Woah)
But that's how far I'm thinking ahead, b*tch, and some

[Offset:]
Two cups, two sl*ts (Two sl*ts)
Jump right in it like Iike I'm playin' double dutch (Ooh)
Whippin' in that pot, I hit it uppercut (Woo, woo, woo, woo)
I put my drip up on the plate, she eat it up (Hey)
Big body keys, the Bentley truck get mounted up (Big body keys)
You can't buy me for no million, n*gga, that ain't enough (That ain't enough)
But I only spent a dime to get your tummy tucked (Dime)
N*gga done lost your f*ckin' mind tryna beef with us (Lost your mind)

[Rich the Kid:]
Bands out the gym, jumpin' like double dutch (Bands, they jumpin')
You kissin' on the b*tch and we gon' split 'em up (Lil' b*tch)
You got a problem, go and speak it up (Go and speak it up)
Why you capping? 'cause the money, it ain't big enough (Huh?)