Lyrics:
preparing whole summer
I'm with the champs I can never be a runner up
Only L's I took were lessons I flipped them and got double dubs
I got the double dubs
Two by four four wheels
Who the fuck you thought it was Nigga
Selling grams for dubs nigga
Bitches in the tub
Rubber dub dub
Vomit on the floor
When
What you wont do
Do for dubs
Yea
Wont give up
Aye
I guess you wonder where i been
Where i been
I searched to find the finest green
Fire green
I came
me choosin'
Who you think you foolin'
I don't wanna fall in love
I don't wanna fall in love
Found out that shits a dub
Found out that shits a dub
I
noose out of the ropes I taught them
Raise the bar, with the weight I got in store
Only the strong can survive, type of pain I can endure
What you strive
’re at a low of words cause the cat
Got your tongue with the gat
Got your mouth wide open, so who wanna...Oh u think your The Don!?
Ha ha; that ain’t so, now
Now you're at a low of words 'cause the cat
Got your tongue with the gat, got your mouth wide open
So who wanna, "Oh you think your The Don?"
That
pinched off the pound
And kick my feet up
Bad Bish with d cups
She say we need drugs
Bring me a
A dub of whatever
Let me get a dub of whatever
Let me get
shit you don't think she oughta
Gave the order to slaughter any ass like that
You know how the loni act off the cognac
Brainiac with maniac Mack 10
spitting out of ya mouth
The run'll get you got in a drought
My conscious is out
Lined by a prophet with mouse
Who's online for all his profit amounts
Opted
Yeah i got some real niggas that would slime you for a dub
Yeah i know some boujee bitches that would cut you in a club
I ain't saying they killed ya
to seduce
Hit her right from the back hit her right with the deuce
I'm always in first you the runner up
I play chess you play checkers you dumb as fuck
some lines
I've got a pen in one hand and a drink by my side
And a long list of people who ruined my life
But if i told you that would be wrong
Cus they
I can tell by the way you've been lookin' at yo girlfriend
I can tell by the way you've been dancing wit yo girlfriend
Can I ask?
Iz you down? Iz
I can tell by the way you've been lookin' at yo girlfriend
I can tell by the way you've been dancing wit yo girlfriend
Can I ask?
Iz you down? Iz
(Ay ay)
You blowin' c-notes, bitch who does that
You only fuck with us 'cause you lame, you wanna be up next
Never met a Franklin that didn't want me,
the people who ain't really Real to the soil
Don't leave yo mans to do a bid With no lawyer
You don't pick up the phone When you see he trynn call you
That's
a guy called Pub on the dubs
I can't explain what I think when I drink
Might say "I love you" to a link when I drink
Might vomit in the sink when I
Put this blade up in your gut
You a dub, he a dub
Put this blade up in your gut
Got killers by me, ask ZillaKami
Pussy ass rappers think they real
now
Shop by the ounces and pounds
I know the plug Hol up
Thats him calling now
I do not fuck with that
Bobby and Whitney (white)
Double check who
take it off
You see a young nigga shining bitch I’m takin off
I never take a loss I’m taking dubs then I’m takin off
She came to the crib with panties
the dealers. We hit the switches
We got every fucking thing you want
And we can get it, punk-ass nigga, if you don't
Who that nigga that you fucking with
the dealers. We hit the switches
We got every fucking thing you want
And we can get it, punk-ass nigga, if you don't
Who that nigga that you fucking with
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
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