Gemini sign on my middle finger First stick and poke It wasn’t a thinker Yea I was trashed but I won’t ever overthink it Shout to the homie in Toronto she my inker Got a lil big bro who was never born Now my twin talking in my head forevermore And when it’s peace it’s love but when it’s war You better run don’t get caught in the uproar Yea I’m the og Gemini A fuckin airhead So two faced Haven’t ya heard yet Yea I get high And I get bread So shit faced Haven’t ya heard yet (heard yet) I wear my personas like disguises Yeah we out here living double lives sis They fit me so comfy like pajamas Shit you can call me Hannah Montana Oh hate when they boast They the goat But in the middle of every egg it come with a yoke That ain’t no joke Everybody a little god a little gross Ratios differ known a couple one hundo hoes I’m the og Gemini A fuckin airhead So two faced Haven’t ya heard yet Yea I get high And I get bread So shit faced Haven’t ya heard yet (heard yet)