Pop Smoke - Double It lyrics

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Pop Smoke - Double It lyrics

[Intro: Pop Smoke & Fetty Luciano] (This is a Melo beat) Hmm-mm-mm-mm, oh (Yeah, woo back baby, woo) I get it, then- (Hmm-mm-mm) I get it, then flip it, then double it (Uh-huh) I get it, then flip it, then double it (Uh-huh) I get it, then flip it, then double it I get it, then flip it, then double it I get it, then flip it, then double it I get it [Verse 1: Pop Smoke] It's big papi locsta (Traphouse Mob) Big racks only, when ni**as step on the scene Ain't nobody told ya'? Off the bracelet so I'm back to wildin' in these streets Mr. Spin-in-Rovers Balmains and Gucci sweaters, hopin' out the V's Mr. Run-You-Over On A$AP, I up it ASAP an' took yo' bih I'm a trappin' fanatic (Trappin' fanatic) I walk in thе spot like I want it all Amiri jeans for the dеnim, 100 clip, he get him Don't call it who wanna ball Double G for the swag, you can check the tag Flossy ni**a droppin' G's Big Benty for the V's, double G the T Benji's bussin' out the jeans [Chorus: Pop Smoke] I get it, then flip it, then double it Big slips, we gon' walk 'em in I pull up, a milli', got Ninas attached 535, I got treesh in the back Say that's your mans, he is a rat Can't fu*k with these ni**as, ni**as is whack Come to your block, give him a smack Pull up, TD, leave where he's at Shorty [Verse 2: Pop Smoke & Fetty Luciano] Forty (Forty) Yeah, I've been wildin' since fourteen Shootin' like Kobe Flex like Korver, spin it, I'm on 'em, spinnin', we shootin' down Hawthorne Look, be on my tail, like peanut bu*ter Windows is tinted, can't see nothin' I'm strapped with a laser if he want it Put a bullet in your head and your femur (Gang, gang gang) [Verse 3: Fetty Luciano] Droolin' Chanel (Droolin') Grippin' them shells, hope these ni**as don't tell (Sshh) I am not seein' no cell (No cell) 'Cause Pop Smoke got my bail (He do) I get it, then flip it, then double it 9 to the Floss when we comin' in (9 to the Floss) We where them hunnids say No, we ain't run with it 9 to his Bloods, now he tumblin' (Bow bow) Put that lil' b*tch on the shelf (On the shelf) LV on my belt (We done) Drippin' designer myself (I do) I am not needin' no help (I don't) Saucin' (Saucin') I'm on the Molly, I'm nauseous (Molly) Don't play with the gang, precaution (Gang) Where is my mind? I lost it (I lost it) Woo, saucin' (Saucin') Spin on these ni**as regardless (Gang) Hop out and aim for the target (Bow) I used to play up in Target (In Sweden) Woo (Woo woo) I used to trap out the garbage (The garbage) I used to trap in the darkness (The darkness) It's a Wraith, not a Charger (Skrrt) It's a Wraith, not a Charger (Gang) [Chorus: Pop Smoke & Fetty Luciano] I get it, then flip it, then double it (Double it) Big slips, we gon' walk 'em in (Big slips) I pull up, a milli', got Ninas attached (Skrrt) 535, I got treesh in the back Say that's your mans He is a rat Can't fu*k with these ni**as ni**as is whack Come to your block, give him a smack Pull up, TD Leave where he's at Shorty

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