Double Cup of Me

This that Championship music
This the intro to the rest of y'all life and mine
Worldwide Wok
Yea
Ayeeeee

Way I'm movin' kind of dangerous
Something like the speed of light
Jesus turned into wine
I'ma turn it into ice
We been hustlin' thru the day
Kept it goin' thru the night
Wake up, then repeat
Now our pockets looking right
Only time I really wonder
When I'm thinkin' 'bout the bread
Made 'em number 2
When I fed 'em all the lead
Why he wore a mask
Get to takin' off his head
If you fucking with the blues
Probably got me seeing red

Double Cup of Me
Got me feeling real dead
Huh Dead
Huh Yuh
Man this Double Cup of Me
Got me feeling too dead
Too dead
Too dead
Too mother fucking dead

Feeling' so dead
Something like the grim reaper
Roddy Piper
I'ma hit 'em with the sleeper
Doin' numbers
Like the message on the beeper
I'm shallow
But my pockets little deeper
If they blackball me
I'ma pick the sticks up
Like I'm JR Smith
I just put the Knicks up
Brody came hooded
So I guess that make 'em
Melo

Baow
Baow

Surrounded by the woods
But I promise we ain't camping
I ain't graduate so you know I ain't capping
Can't sit still so its lights camera action
I ain't stopping 'til the Mafia got rooms in the mansion
Way I switch lanes you would think its a nascar
This a hellcat AKA its a fast car
Club, Up a 90
All Franks, No Lampards
What I smoke unlimited
Ain't ever need a gas card
If you ain't know back then
Then you damn sure now
Way I came up got these niggas like how
Way I face blunts got these bitches like wow
Came up out the mud
Made 100, 5 thou'
They gonna ask what's up
Most likely its us
We the ones start waves
From the back to the front
From the front to the back
Line it up then attack
Double Cup got me feeling dead
Came in all black

(Huh, yeah)
(bitch)

Man this Double Cup of Me got me feeling real dead
Huh Yuh, Yuh Yuh
Man this Double Cup of Me got me feeling too dead