2k17
Baow, baow, come on
Free the guys, everyone, you get me?
Brrr, you know the vibes
He di-did it, he di-did it, he di-did it, he di-did it, doin' it (ha-ha)
Yo, free the guys, you get me?
Rollin' (rollin'-rollin')
I feel like I'm Double Tap in 2k17 (bap)
The difference is this machine got a long arse magazine (grr, grr, grr)
I know you see this huntin' knife that's pokin' through my jeans (yeah, yeah-yeah)
We had London screamin' T-, they don't care 'bout, care 'bout what it-
I feel like I'm Double Tap in 2k17 (bap, bap)
The difference is this machine got a long arse magazine (grr, grr, grr)
I know you see this huntin' knife that's pokin' through my jeans (yeah, yeah)
We had London screamin' T-, they don't care 'bout what it means (ha-ha-ha)
If you tell me one man, just one man, that you shot, then I'll never rap again
I don't wanna hear that cap again
Roll up, lift the pole up and slap at them (grr, grr, rollin')
No bells for the Nina, bring the dagger dem
Yo, I don't know who them boy think they're badder than (what?)
Get me mad again (what?), get me mad again
So I can ching man's chest and back again (yeah, yeah)
Too real for the scene, they ain't seen what I seen
Whistle on pistol with the beam (bo-boom)
Crib Session, I had the machine
Daily Duppy, I went with a full magazine (grr, grr, grr)
Four-fizzy on FRE
The four-five if man don't free up the C.R.E.A.M (yo, gimme that)
We slimed out -, then -, they're callin' us robbery team
Please stop botherin' me, did I hit that stain? Well, obviously
Jokes, I ain't do none of that, B
Cah these niggas snitchin' anonymously
Drill, I'm runnin' it prominently
Man bully these rappers, that's dominancy (yeah)
I'll go to a show with a dotty on me
Fucked up, tell them boy, "Stop copyin' me"
I feel like I'm Double Tap in 2k17 (bap)
The difference is this machine got a long arse magazine (grr, grr, grr)
I know you see this huntin' knife that's pokin' through my jeans (yeah, yeah-yeah)
We had London screamin' T-, they don't care 'bout what it, care 'bout what it-
I feel like I'm Double Tap in 2k17 (bap, bap)
The difference is this machine got a long arse magazine (grr, grr, grr)
I know you see this hunting knife that's poking through my jeans (yeah, yeah)
We had London screamin' T-, they don't care 'bout what it means (yo, ha-ha-ha)
I ain't done one show, man's high risk (no)
I ain't goin' Wireless fireless (no)
I just pray I get through with this .19
I ain't thinkin' 'bout no COVID virus (grr, grr, grr)
Mask on BHA, press on the nine
Fuck killin' them with kindness (yeah)
It was -, but now one of them's minus
Fire still walks on their block in sliders (real)
They keep sayin' we're wet
Come test the waters and find it out (yeah)
He didn't mind his mouth
So, they guys got mad, and they slimed him out (brr)
Whoever's the king better hide that crown
If I swing my ching, I'ma knife that down
Tell my - get stuck, and I lie that down
If he still talks crud, I'ma slide back 'round (skrrt)
Gamble your life, blud, bet it (bet it)
Roll the dice and see if man tek it (tek it)
Load the nine with bine and selek it ('lek it)
Aim the wap at his wig and press it, press it (grr, grr)
Stepped in the room, clocked two scrum
I instantly backed my dick out (woo)
I pray that she ain't got a big mouth
Yo, gyal, both of you two take your tits out
I feel like I'm Double Tap in 2k17 (bap)
The difference is this machine got a long arse magazine (grr, grr, grr)
I know you see this huntin' knife that's pokin' through my jeans (yeah, yeah-yeah)
We had London screamin' T-, they don't care 'bout what it, care 'bout what it-
I feel like I'm Double Tap in 2k17 (bap, bap)
The difference is this machine got a long arse magazine (grr, grr, grr)
I know you see this huntin' knife that's pokin' through my jeans (yeah, yeah)
We had London screamin' T-, they don't care 'bout what it means (yo, ha-ha-ha)
It don't make no sense why R- tried to hop the fence (nah)
F- don't like us 'cause we bored up all his friends
They must think I'm cheeky if I can't go back to the ends
But when my license finish, I'ma circle 'round them, circle 'round them (skrr)
Ayy, rah, bap, bap, bap (ha-ha-ha)
X10
Free the guys, everyone, you get me?
Brrr, you know the vibes
He di-did it, he di-did it, he di-did it, he di-did it, doin' it (ha-ha)
Yo, free the guys, you get me?
Rollin' (rollin'-rollin')
I feel like I'm Double Tap in 2k17 (bap)
The difference is this machine got a long arse magazine (grr, grr, grr)
I know you see this huntin' knife that's pokin' through my jeans (yeah, yeah-yeah)
We had London screamin' T-, they don't care 'bout, care 'bout what it-
I feel like I'm Double Tap in 2k17 (bap, bap)
The difference is this machine got a long arse magazine (grr, grr, grr)
I know you see this huntin' knife that's pokin' through my jeans (yeah, yeah)
We had London screamin' T-, they don't care 'bout what it means (ha-ha-ha)
If you tell me one man, just one man, that you shot, then I'll never rap again
I don't wanna hear that cap again
Roll up, lift the pole up and slap at them (grr, grr, rollin')
No bells for the Nina, bring the dagger dem
Yo, I don't know who them boy think they're badder than (what?)
Get me mad again (what?), get me mad again
So I can ching man's chest and back again (yeah, yeah)
Too real for the scene, they ain't seen what I seen
Whistle on pistol with the beam (bo-boom)
Crib Session, I had the machine
Daily Duppy, I went with a full magazine (grr, grr, grr)
Four-fizzy on FRE
The four-five if man don't free up the C.R.E.A.M (yo, gimme that)
We slimed out -, then -, they're callin' us robbery team
Please stop botherin' me, did I hit that stain? Well, obviously
Jokes, I ain't do none of that, B
Cah these niggas snitchin' anonymously
Drill, I'm runnin' it prominently
Man bully these rappers, that's dominancy (yeah)
I'll go to a show with a dotty on me
Fucked up, tell them boy, "Stop copyin' me"
I feel like I'm Double Tap in 2k17 (bap)
The difference is this machine got a long arse magazine (grr, grr, grr)
I know you see this huntin' knife that's pokin' through my jeans (yeah, yeah-yeah)
We had London screamin' T-, they don't care 'bout what it, care 'bout what it-
I feel like I'm Double Tap in 2k17 (bap, bap)
The difference is this machine got a long arse magazine (grr, grr, grr)
I know you see this hunting knife that's poking through my jeans (yeah, yeah)
We had London screamin' T-, they don't care 'bout what it means (yo, ha-ha-ha)
I ain't done one show, man's high risk (no)
I ain't goin' Wireless fireless (no)
I just pray I get through with this .19
I ain't thinkin' 'bout no COVID virus (grr, grr, grr)
Mask on BHA, press on the nine
Fuck killin' them with kindness (yeah)
It was -, but now one of them's minus
Fire still walks on their block in sliders (real)
They keep sayin' we're wet
Come test the waters and find it out (yeah)
He didn't mind his mouth
So, they guys got mad, and they slimed him out (brr)
Whoever's the king better hide that crown
If I swing my ching, I'ma knife that down
Tell my - get stuck, and I lie that down
If he still talks crud, I'ma slide back 'round (skrrt)
Gamble your life, blud, bet it (bet it)
Roll the dice and see if man tek it (tek it)
Load the nine with bine and selek it ('lek it)
Aim the wap at his wig and press it, press it (grr, grr)
Stepped in the room, clocked two scrum
I instantly backed my dick out (woo)
I pray that she ain't got a big mouth
Yo, gyal, both of you two take your tits out
I feel like I'm Double Tap in 2k17 (bap)
The difference is this machine got a long arse magazine (grr, grr, grr)
I know you see this huntin' knife that's pokin' through my jeans (yeah, yeah-yeah)
We had London screamin' T-, they don't care 'bout what it, care 'bout what it-
I feel like I'm Double Tap in 2k17 (bap, bap)
The difference is this machine got a long arse magazine (grr, grr, grr)
I know you see this huntin' knife that's pokin' through my jeans (yeah, yeah)
We had London screamin' T-, they don't care 'bout what it means (yo, ha-ha-ha)
It don't make no sense why R- tried to hop the fence (nah)
F- don't like us 'cause we bored up all his friends
They must think I'm cheeky if I can't go back to the ends
But when my license finish, I'ma circle 'round them, circle 'round them (skrr)
Ayy, rah, bap, bap, bap (ha-ha-ha)
X10
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Writer(s): Tyron Douglas, Kentrell Gaulden, Rhys Herbert, Frederick Poole
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