Double or Nothing (prod. OG Dynasty)

Man you can put me right in this mf bruh A lot of the time I’m spending my time constantly worrying guessing Get offa yo ass and get you a bag is what I keep stressing To Me and my niggas that’s QT Tha Label The prophet Quentopholus got it From morning to noon to night The grind never stop just hit auto pilot Flowing Yea and I keep going Young nigga make you some bucks More upper than cuts I’m raising the bar and leaving it stuck I just be pissed off I don’t got time its looking dismal You getting picked off Reliving the pain pass me a menthol Really some gas I take me a drag It’s hitting like baseball Killin designer We slaves to the Louie fendi prada the flavor I’m hoping you understand but if you broke Damn that’s some I that I can’t understand Y’all niggas is trash can Rubbermaid bags smelling like gas cans Flawless precision the target The master at hand I make a big smash Never been rich man but I guarantee I got a new plan Riding through tunnels to practice my vision Proceed to the plan you stalling and trippin We never met she saying she miss me Sucked out my soul with no intermission At lot of the time I’m spending my time failing and learning my lessons No need to retreat I come in peace People I just need your attention Label be dropping shit on ya head Got you some bread better keep some lead Healing or killing we need the meds Do what you do and what you said At lot of the time I’m spending my time failing and learning my lessons No need to retreat I come in peace People I just need your attention Label be dropping shit on ya head Got you some bread better keep some lead Healing or killing we need the meds Do what you do and what you said Double or Nothing I triple up Henny and Jack in my double cup Steaming the kush while I’m rollin up Champions never gave a f*ck Double or Nothing I triple up Henny and Jack in my double cup Steaming the kush while I’m rollin up Champions never gave a f*ck Stuntin like Quavo Got bitches they coming They smell all the hundreds Was bummy now bougie They go the club and they act like they run it F*ck I need someone humble My life was a cookie I watched it all crumble Big mama used to keep me from trouble Nowadays I’m fucking bitches no rubber Middle finger to them other guys Sauced up let my wings fly You won’t understand the tribulations set before you unless you got a goal in mind Watch chains I got gold on mine Punched in the clock overtime Hoes love when I slide Slide in cause a homicide Beat the case nigga just in time Too lit need a step line She heard my game through the grapevine Mixed feelings like lemon lime She said Nigga u trippin not one of these bitches I hit for the last time The minute I hit it I’m snatching her soul Grab it seal it Put it right by my bedside I’m dippin Always on a Mullah mission Yea keep it clandestine I had to check Been at it for days Need to set me a bedtime Getting no sleep on the sofa Dreaming bout dropping these cold cuts Deliciously thick Thinking bout your hourglass then I had woke up The timing is right for direction Give a f*ck about bottles and sections I’m rapping like these my confessions Never will cap off the limit I’m doing this shit for my children I cleared up the week for the business I’m writing this deal at the minute I have to hit you when I’m finished A lot of the times I’m spending my time repping the family every day If u my nigga then let it remain but f*ck what yo post say F*ck it I’m prolly the realest Clubbing and ballin tremendous Lil bitch I never front We get in the back of the Bentley A lot of the times I’m spending my time repping the family every day If u my nigga then let it remain but f*ck what yo post say F*ck it I’m prolly the realest Clubbing and ballin tremendous Lil bitch I never front We get in the back of the Bentley QT Tha Label got cash on the table at all times At all times