Double Up
Rich The Kid, YFN Lucci
Yeah
Think its a game?
You know I deserve this shit nigga, I'm 'ppose to be here nigga, ya know
Uh, yeah, yeah
Uh, uh
I done doubled up, yeah
We done uh, uh
We gon' fuck shit up, yeah
Uh, look
If I fuck with you then only you can fuck that up, hey
I done doubled up, hey
I done pointed up, yeah
I may get money so long, your shit ain't old enough, hey
You still growing up
Hey, you done fucked it up
Hey, you ain't thinking 'bout no money then I can't fuck with y'all
I can't fuck with y'all, yeah
I can't fuck with y'all, yeah
I done ran it up, yeah
I done doubled up, yeah
Price is going up, I can't fuck that up, yeah
If I fuck with you, then I fuck with you, yeah
I'm gon' but for you, yeah
Put my trust in you, yeah
I won't talk behind your back, see that's what suckers do, yeah
All this back and forth, you can't be my girlfriend too, yeah
On her boyfriend too, yeah
I go Maybach coupe, yeah
We ride Maybach two, yeah
Whatever I say I do, yeah
When I say I shoot, yeah
I ain't gotta pay no shooter, yeah
We tryna lay on you, yeah
We ain't worried about intruders
I've been off all day, but I'm still clocked in
Working 'til my heart stops, she gonna suck it 'til her jaw lock
I got one hand on my gun, cocked
Yeah, if I cut you off, just know it's your fault
If I fuck with you then only you can fuck that up, hey
I done doubled up, hey
I done pointed up, yeah
I may get money so long, your shit ain't old enough, hey
You still growing up
Hey, you done fucked it up
Hey, you ain't thinking 'bout no money then I can't fuck with y'all
I can't fuck with y'all, yeah
I can't fuck with y'all, yeah
I done ran it up, yeah
I done doubled up, yeah
Price is going up, I can't fuck that up, yeah
Prices, prices (Prices)
Pussy so good I escape it (Escape it)
I done got a Bentley, no license (Yeah)
Diamonds still boxing like Tyson (Ice)
Ouu (Ouu)
Run it up double it (Double it)
Ain't 'bout the money, then I cannot fuck with it (Fuck with it)
Old hunnids, having dead presidents (What?!)
Fell in love with the money, now I'm stuck with it
Come through with the pussy, I'ma fuck it up (Fuck it up)
Kick that bitch out, it ain't wet enough (Wet enough)
No rap, no cap, I ran it up (Yeah!)
You ain't a boss, put mili up (Mili up)
You ain't a player, them hoes mine
AP my wrist now them hoes blind
Came up, finessing the whole time
Me and Lucci on the same grind (Same grind)
The friends, I fucked at the same time (Same time)
Bro niggas hate from the sideline (Broke)
Kick the cash, no decline (Cash)
I don't want your bitch, she can't be mine
Boy put up that Rollie, ain't cold enough
Too many diamonds they notice us (Notice us)
The check come in, I fuck it up (Fuck it up)
Money too tall it ain't folding up
If I fuck with you then only you can fuck that up, hey
I done doubled up, hey
I done pointed up, yeah
I may get money so long, your shit ain't old enough, hey
You still growing up
Hey, you done fucked it up
Hey, you ain't thinking 'bout no money then I can't fuck with y'all
I can't fuck with y'all, yeah
I can't fuck with y'all, yeah
I done ran it up, yeah
I done doubled up, yeah
Price is going up, I can't fuck that up, yeah
Written by: Dimitri Roger, Rayshawn BennettLyrics © The Administration MP, Inc., THE ADMINISTRATION MP INC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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