Double 23 2

Lets go Lets go Lets go
Lets go Lets go Lets go
Lets go Lets go Lets go
Yeah yeah yeah
Aye mash you go crazy

That nigga fake like plastic
My money long it's elastic
Tryna find me you can't tho
You know I'm a thief in the shadows

Talking on me get beat tho
Oh he say he eat those
That nigga thinks he bulletproof
I'ma show em' what this mac do

She fuck it up on the dance floor
Gotta give her the kudos
Kicking like Jackie Chan
If a nigga run up on me he gon eat these hands

He don't even want smoke he can keep the bands
Yeah he say he want smoke but that nigga ran like todo
Gotta keep it on the low low
I'ma pull up in a 4 door

Throwing the cash in the back of the hummer truck
Nigga want smoke and we pull up we bucking up
Run it up Run it up Run it up Run it up
She fuck it up fuck it up fuck it up fuck it up

Got a Glock 19 we gon make a scene
Yeah these pussy nigga hating they know they fein
Can't fuck with these hoes they trifling
Yeah that nigga my clone now it's 2 of me

You know ASL MASH go crazy
If a nigga want a feature then pay me
If you not getting gwap you lazy
These lil hoes be shady

She wanna be my baby
Uhn uhn oh no I'm taken
By who oh yea the gwapo
These niggas better stop flexing tho

Talk that talk that talk
You better walk that walk that walk
You cant live life without gwap
She said that she beating shit lil hoe stop

You aint gang gang
Nigga you a lame lame
All I hear is cha ching
I feel like sosa Bang bang

Run up we gon spray spray
I fill your life up with pain
She said she want more than rings
She said she want gold chains

She said she want all the fame
She said nigga you a lame
You know I'm posted with the gang
She don't even know my name

She just need to be saved
He don't really wanna know
That his girl is a lil hoe
I'm just like my bad lil bro

Now she tryna tip toe
She don't want no one to know
She know thats a no no
Now she wanna let go

Yeah Yeah Yeah
That nigga fake like plastic
My money long its elastic
Tryna find me you can't tho
You know I'm a thief in the shadows

Talking on me get beat tho
Oh he says he eats those
That nigga thinks he's bulletproof
I'ma show em' what this mac do

She fuck it up on the dance floor
Gotta give her the kudos
Kicking like Jackie Chan
If a nigga run up on me he gon eat these hands

He don't even want smoke he can keep the bands
Yeah he say he want smoke but that nigga ran like todo
Gotta keep it on the low low
I'ma pull up in a 4 door

Throwing the cash in the back of the hummer truck
Nigga want smoke and we pull up we bucking up
Run it up Run it up Run it up Run it up
She fuck it up fuck it up fuck it up fuck it up



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Writer(s): Mashari Barnes
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