DØUBLED UP! Lyrics

Hundred racks stuffed that's in my jeans

All these bodies rack up I don't get no wings

Shawty smoke on dope while I go sip lean

How I leave a nigga slumped but this ain't no dream

Left it bloody as the fuck

Boy ain't shit green

Boy you is not killer you popping them beans

Bout a arm and leg for this shit on my ring

Better not say you a dealer, I'll knock off your team, lord

Jay switch the hoe everytime that he bored

Don't hit my phone a fan bitch I ignore

Off 43 you don't play with them boys

Got a ghat in the back if you reach it make noise

I'm tryna run it up

She won' fuck with 'lil Jay cause I'm doubled up

Only maple and syrup in double cups

I can't fuck with that boy he not one of us aw nah

Got the hoe screaming SBM

My nigga broke, I bet he is

Ain't want to knock him off but the tec it did

Went right down the middle and split his shit aw nah

We get that drank and we let it dissolve

Don't talk to 12 and get money that's all

Don't care bout the bitch let her know Ima dog

Nigga mad bout his gang he run up it go bah

Oh, no, no, no you can't talk to Flackø oh no huh

Woah, woah, woah, woah better bag back because we'll take your hoe huh

Blow, blow, blow, blow if he run up Ima whip his nose huh

All this motherfucking ice mixed with the drugs got a nigga froze up

Lil bitch hold up

You don't really know us

Family from the east side but where I reside Ima throw them fo's up

Put work in with my Mexican, big body big tow truck

Mama always said show-nough

Hit a nigga get his toes stuck

Hundred racks stuffed that's in my jeans

All these bodies rack up I don't get no wings

Shawty smoke on dope while I go sip lean

How I leave a nigga slumped but this ain't no dream

Left it bloody as the fuck

Boy ain't shit green

Boy you is not killer you popping them beans

Bout a arm and leg for this shit on my ring

Better not say you a dealer, I'll knock off your team, lord

Jay switch the hoe everytime that he bored

Don't hit my phone a fan bitch I ignore

Off 43 you don't play with them boys

Got a ghat in the back if you reach it make noise

I'm tryna run it up

She won' fuck with 'lil Jay cause I'm doubled up

Only maple and syrup in double cups

I can't fuck with that boy he not one of us aw nah

I be shining

I be fresh to death literally

I change the climate

She want to know what a SBM island is I can't define it

Bitch all I know, when I get up off that bitch I don't know where my time went

I would take you there but you be childish 'lil bitch

Oh, nah, nah, nah, nah