Double It (feat. Qauro)

If he got a problem with my brother we could handle that Ten K on his head for the head tap boy I'll double that Back door his ass get back two shots and I'll double it Off a yop I'm creeping but I'll still go slide and hit his shit Send these hollow tips wit this shotty on my hip Nigga I ain't playin hit him up and hop back in the whip I heard he a shooter but I know that he a bitch Two twin blicks word to who I'm off one boy I'll double it We pulling up in other niggas cities When I'm sliding wit my niggas he silly he gonna run but we knew he would I'm gunning I hop out he too fast but my blicky bussing Seventeen I had a wop since seventh grade ain't hit my teens Now I'm dumping his ass jumping and my shoulder bumping From the trenches warpone can't use no stock clips Record this my life a movie put me on your watchlist My blick click I fucked his bitch she know the sitch throw him in a ditch I feel like K*** with O when he hit that stain Tryna find his brain his shit on that bumper frame Nigga he ain't gang he a goofy his ass layed Niggas talkin like they gang my fourty knock his top off that shit gone bang away If he got a problem with my brother we could handle that 10K on His head for the head tap boy I'll double that Back door his ass get back two shots and I'll double it Off a yop I'm creeping but I'll still go slide and hit his shit Send these hollow tips with this shotty on my hip Nigga I ain't playin hit him up and hop back in the whip I heard he a shooter but I know that he a bitch Two twin blicks word to who I'm off one boy i'll double it Press a nigga cuz he chat like he the trending topic Heard you wasn't stepping nigga send the addy drop it Nigga you's a victim hit that lick and stain yo profits If we catch him lacking wet him up and drain his pockets Pull up and I'm scoring like I'm from the Houston rockets Call up g he got them sticks and he gone break that liver Hollows stupid cold left him stranded make him shiver My niggas on go I put it on folk he letting it blow Who checking the score Swerve him we gonna right We don't need guns we fight He could get put in a pipe Yea that's right My niggas on go I put it on folk he letting it blow Who checking the score swerve him we gonna right We don't need guns we fight If he got a problem with my brother we could handle that Ten K on his head for the head tap boy I'll double that Back door his ass get back two shots and I'll double it Off a yop I'm creeping but I'll still go slide and hit his shit Send these hollow tips with this shotty on my hip Nigga I ain't playin hit him up and hop back in the whip I heard he a shooter but I know that he a bitch Two twin blicks word to who I'm off one boy I'll double it