Double It
Fetty Luciano, Pop Smoke
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This is a Melo beat (Oh) I get it, then (y'all niggas don't even know the vibe) I get it, then flip it, then double it I get it, then flip it, then double it I get it, then flip it, then double it I get it, then flip it, then double it I get it, then flip it, then double it I get it It's big papi locsta Big racks only, when niggas step on the scene Ain't nobody told ya? Off the bracelet so I'm back to wildin' in these streets Mr. Spin-in-Rovers Balmains and Gucci sweaters, hoppin' out the V's Mr. Run-You-Over On A$AP, I up it ASAP an' took yo' bih I'm a trappin' fanatic (trappin' fanatic) I walk in the spot like I want it all Amiri jeans for the denim, hunnid clip, he get him Don't call it who wanna ball Double G for the swag, you can check the tag Flossy nigga droppin' G's Big Benty for the V's, double G the T Benji's bussin' out the jeans I get it, then flip it, then double it Big slips, we gon' walk 'em in I pull up, a milli', got Ninas attached 535, I got treesh in the back Say that's your mans, he is a rat Can't f*ck with these niggas, niggas is whack Come to your block, give him a smack Pull up, TD, leave where he's at Shorty Forty (forty) Yeah, I've been wildin' since fourteen Shootin' like Korver Finesse like Corey, spin it, I'm on 'em Spinnin', we shootin' down Hawthorne Look, be on my tail, like peanut butter Windows is tinted, can't see nothin' I'm strapped with a laser if he want it Put a bullet in your head and your femur (gang, gang gang) Drillin' Chanel (Drill) Grippin' them shells, hope these niggas don't tell (sh) I am not seein' no cell (no cell) 'Cause Pop Smoke got my bail (he do) I get it, then flip it, then double it 9 to the Floss when we comin' in (9 to the Floss) We where them hunnids say No, we ain't run with it 9 to his Bloods, now he tumblin' (bow bow) Put that lil' bitch on the shelf (on the shelf) LV on my belt (Vuitton) Drippin' designer myself (I do) I am not needin' no help (I don't) Saucin' (saucin') I'm on the Molly, I'm nauseous (molly) Don't play with the gang, precaution (gang) Where is my mind? I lost it (I lost it) Woo, saucin' (saucin') Spin on these niggas regardless (gang) Hop out and aim for the target (bow) I used to play up in Target (in Sweden) Woo (woo woo) I used to trap out the garbage (the garbage) I used to trap in the darkness (the darkness) It's a Wraith, not a Charger (skrrt) It's a Wraith, not a Charger (gang) I get it, then flip it, then double it (double it) Big slips, we gon' walk 'em in (big slips) I pull up, a milli', got Ninas attached (skrrt) 535, I got treesh in the back Say that's your mans, he is a rat Can't f*ck with these niggas, niggas is whack Come to your block, give him a smack Pull up, TD, leave where he's at Shorty
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Written by: Andre Michael Loblack, Bashar Barakah Jackson, Remy Marshall
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