Double Digits (feat. TR3 HUTCH)
Holly Starks
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Been through so much pain hard to forget it Turn that two into four Double Digits Bad bitch facetime wild lit and she miss me Swervin through the race line and we winning This a Sun moon collision The next stage intuition Flex God no prison Blue aura mint condition I pulled up in the Tundra Tuna beat gettin bodied Kill off chords it's a hobby Dump them off on an island Call of Duty with the rifle Spirit war I'm a Sniper Through the tunnel pet Viper Holland Tunnel to the Meadows I don't never ever settle And we don't ever think tomorrow All we really got is now Lil bitch pipe down Had to cast out the closest Solo mission young Jehovah We don't ever think it's over We drank the porridge pour the cloves in Sitting still we with with the ocean Sitting pretty with commotion On my bull Demar Derozen Will we ever find the closure Been through so much pain hard to forget it Turn that two into four Double Digits Bad bitch facetime wild lit and she miss me Swervin through the race line and we winning Been through so much pain hard to forget it Turn that two into four Double Digits Bad bitch facetime wild lit and she miss me Swervin through the race line Said she gon do it big for the clout Told lil shorty if she don go within she gon go without Say it again You don't go within You gon go without Remember we was escaping them traps Running them laps Where the f*ck was you at They threw a wrench in the operation They was opps in disguise hating Perservance always in my favor Mixed with the fact I'm handsome as f*ck One might deem it as luck It is what it is and that ain't no bluff Went from sleeping on the floor To the car to the stu Then owning the stu Linking with Tune Taking this show on the road All of our dreams coming true Just know the lamb is blue to remind me of all of the blues I was given Used to have digits on midgets Now it's Digits on digits on digits on digits Bitch mind ya business You wasn't here from beginning Shooting with us in the gym Working on pivot Back up lil nigga You ain't flex in a minute Been through so much pain hard to forget it Turn that two into four Double Digits Bad bitch facetime wild lit and she miss me Swervin through the race line and we winning Been through so much pain hard to forget it Turn that two into four Double Digits Bad bitch facetime wild lit and she miss me Swervin through the race line and we winning
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Written by: Duane Wallace, Travon Hutchinson
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