Double-U

Aye, aye, aye, aye, Supa
SV I go Supa in the studio

Supa Viln fresh up out of the blue
Supa true blue way down to the shoes
Supa double you, ain't a chance that I'll lose
All you niggas cappin' I'm just tellin' the truth, uh huh
Burnt by a label nigga you ain't hot
Editor, director, I'ma set my plot
Nigga Supa her protector but I'll beat that box
I go hard like D-block nigga OG L.O.X. (for sure)

Niggas feel a way, niggas really don't know me
Bitches want play, they want a dose of the OwePi
Speaker to your face'll have you listening closely
You cropped out the pic, I told your bitch not to post me
I don't want clout
From no hobbyist, Nigga
I fit the vibe, the description
I hit all kinds of positions
I'm too inclined to just mix
With you fuckin' lottery tickets
Maybe you will, maybe you won't
You don't vibe with the bitches, ha
Can't let go, like I'm made out of gorilla glue
You came off invisible
You sad because you miserable
Liquor mix like chemicals
Might turn me to a criminal
Niggas wanna get into well
I'ma send my niggas through
Give no fucks like I got one nut
Keep away from us nigga
You'll get fucked up
Until I get a bag
I can't talk bout none
Kick hit like a stab
Bass hit like a gun butt

Supa Viln fresh up out of the blue (you know)
Supa true blue way down to the shoes (for sure)
Supa double you, ain't a chance that I'll lose (rich roll)
All you niggas cappin' I'm just tellin' the truth, uh huh (control)
Burnt by a label nigga you ain't hot (naw)
Editor, director, I'ma set my plot (yeah)
Nigga Supa her protector but I'll beat that box
I go hard like D-block nigga OG L.O.X. (yeah)

Supa Viln fresh up out of the stu
Show a rapper what it do
I catch the beat like the flu
So secluded, how I move, I make you wish you knew
Supa Nygma with the plot, you niggas have no clue
I got money fetish, fuck, look at all them blues
You niggas can't pay rent, but you rent out a coop
These bitches want the scoop
Like they work for the news
When niggas got the talent, it persuades them to choose
Niggas flashin' fake money on the social coochie
These niggas confuse me, like what are you proving
Niggas flashin' fake money on the social for clout though
I'm for something bigger, stick the claim in your block, yo
Rich roll, sorry only, moving left, round here
Thick hoe, wanna give me top then do my hair
Uh, they hatin' cause I'm here, nigga, life's not fair
If it ain't about a bag, nigga, I don't care

Supa Viln fresh up out of the blue
Supa true blue way down to the shoes (for sure)
Supa double you, ain't a chance that I'll lose (you know)
All you niggas cappin' I'm just tellin' the truth
Burnt by a label nigga you ain't hot
Editor, director, I'ma set my plot (uh huh)
Nigga Supa her protector but I'll beat that box
I go hard like D-block nigga OG L.O.X. (huh)