Double It

[Chorus:]
Think I’ma get a six or I’ll cop a Benz
Too many niggas on my dick, I don’t need no friends
Type of niggas acting like they real but they all pretend
Can’t shoot the fair with my mans cause I’m jumping in
And if there’s more niggas than my niggas then I’m upping it
My hitta hungry, hit a nigga out in public
Last fiend hit the dope, he almost died so they loving it
So you know it’s coming back like a repo

[Verse:]
Who that knocking at the front? I know that ain’t my people
Shoot a nigga through the door, I ain’t looking at no peephole
Yea I used to wear the ski mask, sticking up like needles
Niggas hitting more licks than a Dyke bitch
Waist look like "where?" But her ass look like Dyckman
You got some red? Put that bitch up in the Sprite then
Diamonds dancing like they’re fighting with some lightning
I know she said it’s packed but I know they gonna let Light in
Two bitches and they like me but they don’t like men
Might be the ice or my pocket full of white friends
Niggas think they gangster when they doing all that typing
Pointing guns in the video but all them got a license
Twinny told me off the top, give a fuck about no writing
I just want the cake, I give a fuck about no icing
Look, you could keep the love, give a fuck if you don’t like me
I just do it for the check, bitch I’m Nike

[Chorus:]
Think I’ma get a six or I’ll cop a Benz
Too many niggas on my dick, I don’t need no friends
Type of niggas acting like they real but they all pretend
Can’t shoot the fair with my mans cause I’m jumping in
And if there’s more niggas than my niggas then I’m upping it
My hitta hungry, hit a nigga out in public
Last fiend hit the dope, he almost died so they loving it
So whatever’s in the duffle, I’m gon double it

[Verse:]
Once I get a milli you can catch a nigga overseas
Bad bitch talking bout I’m fucking up her ovaries
Foreign don’t know English but she like to fuck
That’s cool with me
She said “what’s that?” I said “it’s ice”
She said “but that doesn’t look cold to me”
Funny nigga but don’t get shit funny, I’m bout this money nigga
I just ran through a couple plates but I ain’t hungry nigga
Nigga said he’s broke
Wish I could help but that’s above me nigga
I ain’t gonna do nothing wit your social, you can trust me nigga
VVs make a hater sick, yeah they queasy
You JV, my money varsity, you little queen bees
Stunt? Light gon’ put you in a box like a TV
So be easy, I’m busy making plates fly, frisbee
VVs in the chain, getting brain, hugging both lanes
You thought I hurt my leg the way a nigga walking wit the cane
Put 30 in the clip so when I’m lazy I ain’t gotta aim
A nigga robbing me got better chances counting rain

[Chorus:]
Think I’ma get a six or I’ll cop a Benz
Too many niggas on my dick, I don’t need no friends
Type of niggas acting like they real but they all pretend
Can’t shoot the fair with my mans cause I’m jumping in
And if there’s more niggas than my niggas then I’m upping it
My hitta hungry, hit a nigga out in public
Last fiend hit the dope, he almost died so they loving it
So whatever’s in the duffle I’m gon double it