Confidential

Like damn
(Like damn)
Aye what he say (Like damn)
(Like damn)
(Like damn)
Aye Double G shit, aye Double G shit
Let's go
Yeah
Certain shit can't speak on gotta keep It confidential damn
They know who did that work, gotta Keep it in the streets yeah
We trapping off the phone ain't Talking weed
I'm talking blicks, fuck these niggas I'm tryna get rich
Like damn you got some animosity?Bitch I'm trying to see sum'
Stalking like feds you won't get the Drop
This ain't that he thinking with His dick, just set him up, for them Fucking racks
Damn, he moving wrong make me Lewop a nigga
I was seventeen when I got my first Glock
Young nigga bitch I'm making it pop Ducking the cops, tryna knock off a Opp
Flipping them blicks, tryna make me A bank
I move by myself ion' need a lil Crowd
Like my cousin say we gone Do his ass dirty
I'm feeling like 6Block trying to get Bands
Looking nervous get the fuck out my Car
When it's third shift you know how We ride
Have a nigga looking crazy, with his Stash gone
We ain't gone talk about Allen Homes
Get booked, fuck them folks, keep it G
Then you coming home
But these niggas don't listen, they Ratting and snaking, keep the grass Cut
Gotta watch out for niggas, like dyke Yeah I don't fuck with no niggas
Put a sixty round in my stick nigga, Got that thirty round in my blick Nigga
He showing out infront a bitch nigga
Leave your body swiss by that bitch Nigga
Back to back, jugging like a lit nigga All night
Hitting fucking licks nigga Forty glock make a nigga sit Different
Hit a nigga all in his shit Nigga
Can't say too much but you know How it go
These niggas be hoes, they pillow talking got a cat in they pants
Like damn (Like damn)
Ay', aye what the fuck, damn

Yeah, young ass nigga I'm making it Pop
Young ass nigga I'm toting them Glocks
Flashy ass nigga he swerving them Cars
Get a lit bitch trying to fuck her and Her friend
Hit me back up when you get the Backend, multiple bands
Yeah I need A hunnid bands

Young ass nigga he making it pop
Young ass nigga I'm toting them Glocks
Flashy ass nigga he swerving them Cars
Get a lit bitch trying to fuck her and Her friend
Hit me back up when you get the Backend, multiple bands
Yeah I need A hunnid bands, multiple bands
Yeah I need A hunnid bands, like damn like damn

Before them rods, beat a nigga ass Like I'm Mike Ty
Walk you down like a Taliban, I'm Blowing through shit like a terrorist
Like damn like damn (Let's go)
Them bullets real hot it's stinging like mace
A foreign named Muhammad ain't Talking Ali
These bullets may float like a Butterfly, best believe bitch it's Stinging like bees
Ay' man who the fuck said Double G
Ain't stepping on these niggas necks And shit man
(Y'all niggas ain't fucking with Double G)
You know, you know fuck these Niggas and shit man
Ay' it's a lot of Double G shit man (You niggas ain't fucking with that G)
Lets go, damn, yeah yeah

Young ass nigga he making it pop
Young ass nigga I'm toting them Glocks
Flashy ass nigga he swerving them Cars
Get a lit bitch trying to fuck her and Her friend
Hit me back up when you get the Backend, multiple bands
Yeah I need A hunnid bands, multiple bands
Yeah I need A hunnid bands, like damn like damn

Young ass nigga he making it pop
Young ass nigga I'm toting them Glocks
Flashy ass nigga he swerving them Cars
Get a lit bitch trying to fuck her and Her friend
Hit me back up when you get the Backend, multiple bands
Yeah I need A hunnid bands, multiple bands
Yeah I need A hunnid bands, like damn like damn

He moving wrong make me Lewop a Nigga
I was seventeen when I got My first Glock
Young nigga bitch I'm making it pop Ducking the cops
Trying to knock off A opp, like damn
Young ass nigga I'm making it pop Like damn
Young ass nigga I'm toting them Glocks
Ay' Double G shit nigga, you feel me?
It's a lot of Double G shit nigga
You know, fuck nigga better know What's going and shit
Let's go
Yeah
(Aye Double G shit, let's go)



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Writer(s): Gregory Ingram
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