Seeing Double

Yeah
Yeah yeah
Ay
Pour up pour up
Yeah
Pour up pour up
Light one
Hah
Yeah
Ay

Pour up pour up I don't even really like you
Roll up roll up I don't like to get attached boo
I'm so fucked up that I'm in love with two of you (yeah)
Two of you (yeah)
Two of you

Road to riches (let's go)
Money over bitches (uh huh)
Dodged the roadblock cause Im peepin' it from a distance (I see you)
Peep the way im creepin' up people been gettin' distant (for real)
You could say I'm evil I'm lethal with my intention, It's a (ahh)
Guessing game cause you know I got a check to make (give me that shit)
Put some money on your head I hope you got an extra save (that's a hit)
Don't hesitate
I'ma send you straight to heavens gates (for real)
Have you seein satellites and that's word to Kevin Gates (get em')
C-check the brake
Lookin' like you got a check to make (broke bitch)
I just ran off on the plug you got the extra safe? (Give me that shit)
I'm catchin' plays, I'm not out here trynna educate (nah)
Hittin all the dope fiends, I'm servin' shit with extra base
L-let me hate, I'm not trying to set the record straight (nah)
We gon' spin around on em' I'ma let that record play (classic)
Regulate, I can't fuck a bitch from Section 8
I'm only fuckin bitches that's hittin' back like a Featherweight (ding ding bitch)

Pour up, pour up (yeah, huh)
Light up, light up (yeah, huh)
Pour up, pour up (yeah, huh)
Light up, light up (yeah, that's what I like say)
Pour up pour up I don't even really like you
Roll up roll up I don't like to get attached boo
I'm so fucked up that I'm in love with two of you (yeah)
Two of you (yeah)
Two of you

Two bitches still drunk as hell, boy I don't even know they names
Eat her out then kick her out, man I call that a speed date
I ain't really with the he say say, she say, he fake
Man that bitch got some cheesecake
When I spit it's a heatwave, mirage
I can feel the tension I need a massage, from Nicki Minaj
Three freaky broads
Man I love these groupies, keep singin' my songs
We can get along, we just need some strong
Light it up p-put it in a bong
Just don't close your eyes cause then bitch I'll be gone
O-onto the next bitch, got her watchin' Netflix, fishnets with leg twists
I just gotta get it on my own, I ain't trying to fuck with anybody from Malone
Leave my ass alone, bitch I'm way too stoned
Shades on my face because I've been in my mothafuckin' zone

Pour up, pour up (yeah, huh)
Pour up, pour up (yeah, huh)
Light up, light up, pass it around, you know my team we here to shut it down so
Pour up, pour up (yeah, huh)
Pour up, pour up (yeah)
Light up, light up
Pass it around, you know my team we here to shut it down so
Pour up, pour up



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Writer(s): Anthony Mcclary
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