Lyrics:
with this head out the door
All my pretty girls love to crochet
Single double triple chain it crochet yea
All my pretty girls love to crochet
Single
and he lost some
Life for a little bit of stock
For a little bit of rocks
Dab to my pops Lord MAK gone buy back the block
Postman Post man daddy was
you post another picture, I can't get enough
You know a nigga double tap, I had to say wassup
Support my vision, So I know you gone return the Love
This
bust it down for me, told her run it back
A-Class she know everybody want it bad
She dont give a damn bout a man want a hundred racks
Double Stack
Post
them
Badgyal take time and
Drop pon De boodie Like that (Like that)
Good Body girls start turn back (Turn back)
Like insta post double tap on that
Strike
Yea... I had to double back for you
I had to double back for you
I had to double back for you, I'll get a duffel bag for you
I mean what does he
niggas lame I done had enough
Really rap what I live I ain't gotta bluff
Post up with sticks and them racks and a double cup
Double g belt on my pants just
Fuck it I’m back on em
My belt B-A-P-E, my Nikes
They’re Acronym
I swag on the beat and you know
Ain’t no catching him
I cross em out faithfully
I double tap I double tap on every pic she post
I hit it once & I hit it twice then I’m going back for some mo
Then I’m back to the fettuccine
Every
That's just how we DOUBLE BACK
And figure eight, run around your block in a drop top
Man das how we be running big laps
Actin tough, be on ig and post
Do you really want it
Like you say you want it
Do you scroll up and down
Double tap on it
Double tap on it
Double double tap on it
Take a look at my
In my hood, they call that Double Dutch
This Cedar Block where heaters pop
And we catch fades, come get this uppercut
Back home with the lights off
He is back in this bitch, hostin' his shit
Ride around double R, ghostin' his bitch
Likin' on Instagram, finna post in his bitch
Took another nigga
shayo no wahala
And I just talk toTiana
London man dem dey gi am banter
Because e post mi na Snapchat
Ar done lef so no palava
But ar dey cam back tomara
up like crochet sweaters, not to my surprise
They might stay on Twitter, but one thing they stay out of is my sight (What's up)
H-double
Ooo this beat is stupid hard
I set the traps like I'm home alone
Double the stacks like a comatose
Max a rockstar like I'm Post Malone
So many bars
You used to keep that pussy tight up for me darling,
How you can’t even write back to me darling?
Tryna fuck with you post-quarantine be my
But they can't leave ends cos they might get bunned
Them men post in the double 6
And my boys sleep next to the double 5
They pulled shanks and I made
gettin' it on the air mattress, servin' rocks in some Air Maxes
Blendin' in with my habitat, hit it hard, then double back
Credit card, that was scammer
double it up but you ain't on what I'm on
Cench don't post too much 'cause I don't want them to know what I'm on
I'm up A tryna see what I make but I
Meet me in the blue bed, I'll be drying out your flaws
And clawing out to cause my knees to tremble
Meet me in the back shed, I'll be hanging up
O'Neal I post
The father made me dope
Therefore I gotta boast
They caught me with some dope
My back against the ropes
Illegal search procedures felt
whats happening
They all be capping, post with no caption
Hey girl whats happening, hey girl whats happening
Can I close my eyes again and go back
in the hood bitch ima post up in that Z yeah
Tryna put my mama in designer double c's
Gotta get my B M a new Honda drape her down in double g's
Ain't
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