Lyrics:
Don't get me wrong
I cannot be fake or pretend, we don't get along
Don't get me wrong
You been a dub from the gate cause you hating
Dedicate this
We, roll dubs
Ball, in clubs
Dimes, no scrubs
If you're lookin' for a baller, baller
We, roll dubs
Ball, in clubs
Dimes, no scrubs
If you're lookin'
is dubs you know what I’m on
Ive been chasing after paper all I know is run money marathon
I got money on my mind I’m just tryna get some dough
I ain’t
all I see
All I want is dubs you know what I’m on
I be chasing after paper all I know is dubs money marathon
You can catch me with a dime piece
Need
the state murder
Everyday it's a homie, lay my rag in a casket and retaliate
Nigga who is you, what side is you, red or blue
I gets my drop on, I
Yeah!
Look, Yeah!
Hold on, brodie gon' reverse the whip like Uno
Who the fuck you think you know
Brodie gon' reverse the whip like Uno
Pull up in big
D-O-Dub
Now C-walk on 'em
Now B-walk on 'em
Now C-walk on 'em
Now B-walk on 'em
Now, if we talkin' about fire
We talkin' about that weed to get you
schwifty, fuckin up shit
Really gettin sick of the god damn smiths
Some are not bad, but Morty you a bitch
Wubba lubba dub dub, get off my dick
Guess who
snaking on the low but they be acting like your bro
But you really never know
But I guess I'm fine with that
Now they tryna be my bro but I don't got time
Riding on dubs ain’t mean that you really have weight
You can bench press 80, but that wont save you from blade
Thinking you are major, but don’t be
Show her love with a dub, and them niggas hatin' 'cause I...
[Chorus] - 2X
[Verse 3]
Smoke by myself, drink byself
Poke by myself, cause I was born by
Look, if you got love for the West Coast, throw your dub, if you from the West Coast
throw your dub if you ain't from the West Coast. Throw your dub
another
Rub a dub dub dub
Now i’m contemplating in the bubbles
Life’s twice as nice when you’re seeing double
Wake up full of regret
Say i'll never do it
your SoundCloud
You got clout huh?
But what you rapping at true (FACTS)
I know some lil killers
Who cropping the picture
They coming to get you (Yeah,
to get us by When we pumped up, you out of luck, bitch, I ain't gon' lie Put your guards up, show them who really running the streets with them Calicos All
like the game with the seat with the chairs
When the music goes off and you left sittin', seein' who's there
Yeah, niggas don't even compare
It hurt
the state murder
Everyday it's a homie, lay my rag in a casket and retaliate
Nigga who is you, what side is you, red or blue
I gets my drop on, I
piranhas
Lil momma hot as a sauna
Girl, what's your name?
The music playing loud
So I can't hear shit
You look alone
Tell me who you here with
You with your
piranhas
Lil momma hot as a sauna
Girl, what's your name?
The music playing loud
So I can't hear shit
You look alone
Tell me who you here with
You with your
of girl you just can't resist
-- What kind of girl is this?
The kind of girl who's never been kissed
Yeah, I'm telling you people
She's the kind of girl
a ratatouille, you goofy
I can't fuck with your kind, that's unheard of
Went from copping dubs, now we whipping up them pies
I can tell you pussy by the look in
the grit
And I'm walking away with the swag of a bull I ain't lying to you
I'm on top of the game I'm on dubs I'm on dubs
And I'm alpha omega like thanos I'm
why the fuck do you sit around and wait
I don't take hands out and I don't complain
Sometimes I blackout
Maybe I'll stay
This who I am I been shameless
everything fall back to the basic
I can't see why niggas change on niggas who got love
I was mad when my dawg hit me from jail and ain have no dubs for em
Ain
Discuss these who you with dub by katchafire Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In