DOUBLE VISION ft. Kyaire & El Trapo Lyrics

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I mean I might a get a coupe, uh

140 dash for you, uh

Living high, Malibu, uh

Ran 40 dash for you

Uh, ran up some commas

Yeah, ran up some twos

Yeah, I'm on the news

Yeah, ran up some T's

Yeah, gotta run, flee

I got him weak, Derrick Rose knees

I'm in your hood, sippin' some tea

With some lean

Middle school degree

I'm in your city

Hello, KD

If I catch you in the cat trap

Pray to God, I don't find you with my strap

All over the globe, like find my map

I mean I might a get a coupe, uh

140 dash for you, uh

Living high, Malibu, uh

Ran 40 dash for you

Uh, ran up some commas

Yeah, ran up some twos

Yeah, I'm on the news

Yeah, ran up some T's

Yeah, gotta run, flee

I got him weak, Derrick Rose knees

I'm in your hood, sippin' some tea

With some lean

Middle school degree

I'm in your city

Hello, KD

If I catch you in the cat trap

Pray to God, I don't find you with my strap

All over the globe, like find my map

Got J's on me

Ain't no COD, but you know I got AK's on me

Got babes on me

Ice so cold, it look like I got slaves on me

Can't play with me

From the six, so you know I got blue jays on me

Got weight on me

Shooters around, so you know I got that ray on me

Ball with the dogs at 49

She wanna hook up, I ain't got the time

Hop on the court, I'm bout' to drop dimes

This ain't no poem, but I'm making rhymes

My life is incredible, you ain't comparable

Eat me a vegetable, den' down a edible

You is unbearable

You is so terrible

You need a medical

Digits ain't no damn decimals

I mean I might a get a coupe, uh

140 dash for you, uh

Living high, Malibu, uh

Ran 40 dash for you

Uh, ran up some commas

Yeah, ran up some twos

Yeah, I'm on the news

Yeah, ran up some T's

Yeah, gotta run, flee

I got him weak, Derrick Rose knees

I'm in your hood, sippin' some tea

With some lean

Middle school degree

I'm in your city

Hello, KD

If I catch you in the cat trap

Pray to God, I don't find you with my strap

All over the globe, like find my map

Look at her body, her body like ouu

She rockin' the latest, and everything new

She rockin' Chanel from her head to her shoe

She got that designer, she like Jimmy Cheu

She said I could call her whenever I see you

Give me a taste every time when I see you

But, lil' shorty a freak, I know she a eater

So I called up bro, you know we a cheer

Bitch lookin' young, so I had the idea

Buying the reef, I don't fuck with IKEA

Smoking the swishes, them bitches ain't sweeter

But just copped a new whip, and that bitch is two seater

I hit it, I hit it, I'm making her squirt

Look at the ice, and you know what it's worth

The gucci the collar, the gucci my shirt

My lil' niggas shoot ya', and put you in the dirt

We gone' put you in the hearse, uh

Then go spit on a verse, uh

Ice on my neck, clutching thirst, uh

Pull out the cheque on the first, uh

This glock is two toned

My girl on the phone, she wondering when I'm come home

Ayy, I stay on the low

This shit ain't fasho'

I fuck her and I nut on the robe, uh

I'm talking truck, fit shirt

Camel shorts, and a fitted cap

Young black nigga, and his mama tryna' get a bag

Bought the gun, nigga don't give a fuck

We just gone' spin the Benz

Percy go retarded, I ate these bitches like some vitamins

I mean I might a get a coupe, uh

140 dash for you, uh

Living high, Malibu, uh

Ran 40 dash for you

Uh, ran up some commas

Yeah, ran up some twos

Yeah, I'm on the news

Yeah, ran up some T's

Yeah, gotta run, flee

I got him weak, Derrick Rose knees

I'm in your hood, sippin' some tea

With some lean

Middle school degree

I'm in your city

Hello, KD

If I catch you in the cat trap

Pray to God, I don't find you with my strap

All over the globe, like find my map