Double Up

Yeahhh, yeahh
Yeahhh
Yeahhh, yeahh
Yeahhh

Man I'm way too drunk
Fill up my cup
Spinnin' around I think I'm goin' up
Runnin' around your city, I might double up
I think we goin' down
Please just stay around
Don't want my homies mixed up in the crowd
He smokin' on that gas, he smokin' on that loud

He smokin' on that loud, please don't come around
He smokin' on that loud, please don't come around
He smokin' on that loud, he smokin' on that loud
He smokin' on that loud, please don't come around
Mixin' with the truth, imma hop up in the booth
Fuckin' your bitch, she sayin' my name, I'm makin' it loose, I speak the truth
I had to choose, I had to lose, I got the news, I had to make it
I had to chase it, I had to shake, I had to break it, I had to go
Them bitches are bad, they fuckin' I had to go, they sniffin snow
No kizzy no cap it's on the low, she want that sneaky link you gotta know
On the road, she callin' my phone, this shit is slow, I'm in my mode
She pullin' my pocket, blast off like a rocket, I'm tryna go market, I been a big target
Yeahhh
Yeahhh
Yeahhh
Yeahhh
My lungs are tryna breath, but they under pressure
Don't take them drugs, they don't help you feel better
I been broken, let me write a love letter
I wanna go back, no I can't never

Man I'm way too drunk
Fill up my cup
Spinnin' around I think I'm goin' up
Runnin' around your city, I might double up
I think we goin' down
Please just stay around
Don't want my homies mixed up in the crowd
He smokin' on that gas, he smokin' on that loud

Les go, les go, les go, les go, les go, yeah
Les go, les go, les go, les go les go, les go



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Writer(s): Max Anatra
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