Double G Freestyle
Pop pills and she feel like a swing set
She gon' ride round, flying down on a green jet
Ride around
Round the town, you ain't seen shit
Pulling up, Double R, got the thing set
VS, yeah, VVS
All the diamonds on my wrist make me seasick
Pulling up in the Rolls with the green tint
Dippin' off in a ghost you ain't seen yet
Yeah, Double G, Double G, Gucci down to the socks though
I'm running round on the dot, on the clock though
Undercover sending shots, ain't a shock though, yeah, yeah
And my bitch bad, yeah she modeling in Vogue
Spend a couple racks for the bag and a coat
And she off the gas and a bag of the snow
Stepping on the gas, going fast, never slow
Had to put a ring on it
Coupe got the roof so I had to blow the brains off it
Had to blow the brains off it
Wide body Maserati with the flames on it
Bought a new Bugatti
Know she want the keyes
She can't live without it
This that out of body
Flying like a pilot
Seen a couple bitches
Going kamikaze
Then I'm dipping off
In a Maserati
When I'm pullin' up
She get too excited
Rollie full of diamonds
See it and I buy it
This shit way too private
You are not invited
Double G's on me
Got the keys on me
Tried to sleep on me
I don't leave, homie
Double G's on me
Best believe, homie
You gon' see, homie
Double G, gone
She gon' ride round, flying down on a green jet
Ride around
Round the town, you ain't seen shit
Pulling up, Double R, got the thing set
VS, yeah, VVS
All the diamonds on my wrist make me seasick
Pulling up in the Rolls with the green tint
Dippin' off in a ghost you ain't seen yet
Yeah, Double G, Double G, Gucci down to the socks though
I'm running round on the dot, on the clock though
Undercover sending shots, ain't a shock though, yeah, yeah
And my bitch bad, yeah she modeling in Vogue
Spend a couple racks for the bag and a coat
And she off the gas and a bag of the snow
Stepping on the gas, going fast, never slow
Had to put a ring on it
Coupe got the roof so I had to blow the brains off it
Had to blow the brains off it
Wide body Maserati with the flames on it
Bought a new Bugatti
Know she want the keyes
She can't live without it
This that out of body
Flying like a pilot
Seen a couple bitches
Going kamikaze
Then I'm dipping off
In a Maserati
When I'm pullin' up
She get too excited
Rollie full of diamonds
See it and I buy it
This shit way too private
You are not invited
Double G's on me
Got the keys on me
Tried to sleep on me
I don't leave, homie
Double G's on me
Best believe, homie
You gon' see, homie
Double G, gone
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Writer(s): Caden Moniz
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