Double Up (feat. Bl_nc)

Ain't got nothing to do man
Bored as hell up in here

Ey gappie

What up man

I got a little something

We go'n fuck shit up
Give the game an uppercut
Two rappers, twice as much
Like a double cup

Like a double up
Fuck one shit
We smoke double Dutch
Jay and bl_nc we go'n turn it up

Shit is fire like a furnace bruh
For the work we do don't earn enough
But we don't need no paper
I'm you're father like i'm Vader
Why you looking like a hater
This ain't space invader
But I'm coming closer
So you losing yo composure

Now you losing your exposure
So don't act to bright, I expose ya
Smoke ya overdose ya
Might comatose ya for the vultures
Fire open and I toast ya
So don't take me lightly
don't bite me
But i'll end your fucking life G

You might need
The paramedics what your eye sees
Is that we get Arabic
So you better call that nine-one-one
Cause I would want you dead
So when you try to run
I get Jay and we divide the fun
Of getting on a beat and ending lifes on one

Ending lifes or starting lifes
If the beat is female
I might fuck tonight
Then I might just come
She got that righteous tongue
Now whats rightful done
Is that I lay her down after little bit of grind and bump
whooo

We the youngins
We got bars and an abundance
Shit in class I ain't the strongest
Give a fuck about the nonsense

In class sick writing poems
Now we blacking our longen
Read the bible next to water
Hallelujah made us brothers

While the competition suffers
We just motivate each other

Lap the game call us runners
You should rather take cover

Did I stutter
Take the rudder

My brother
I'm honored

Then lets get together
Up the level for these suckers

Ey Bl_nc know you got it right

Yeah I got it
Flowing like a faucet
Now we going melodic
Try to use some logic
The two of us we knock shit
Over, go hang it up like posters

Smashing cause we potent
Wrap it up and smoke it
Tag you then we post it
Classes are now over
So time to up the dosage
Not talking bout a coma
But our focus, motivation, drive
Appeared like hocus pocus

Fuck melodic
With the bars
We the dopest

Don't need Gucci on my loafers
Need a beamer not a chauffeur
Spit the poison like a cobra
I'm a king in this game
I come stricter than a boa
I'm a beast, I was on the boat with Noah

I was told that
The whole spot
Got on lock
When I hopped on board
Whole the boat rumbled stumbled
Like it got popped
Since the bars I carried with me
Where so hot
Even Moses got shocked

So what did you think

Nah