Double XP

Running it running it up You niggas is mad we getting this cash still we gone Fucking it fucking it up Smoking on gas now she wants to smash you better Buckling buckling up Two hundred on dash left in the past We get it then Double it double it up We get it then Double it double it up Look They hate to watch when its your time (Yeah) Son I'm number one and I'm not even in my prime yet Bout to get the bag but I'm on you for a dime back The way that shawty choke on it you'd think she'd need the heimlich Sick and tired of how niggas waiting for that top spot so I skipped the line Nonstop man I'm pulling off like f*ck twelve man I ain't getting fined I'm getting yours and I'm getting mine Hit her phone she won't hit decline With day ones cuz if fake niggas try and walk around me I'm Rick Grimes I'm icy I'm cold She spicy she bold We high key you low You type heat and we know Check to ROJ cuz I'm my own investor Imma let the rolls be the sole impressor In the zone like Devin Hester My wrist froze but ain't no pressure Running it running it up You niggas is mad we getting this cash still we gone Fucking it fucking it up Smoking on gas now she wanna smash you better Buckling buckling up Two hundred on dash left in the past We get it then Double it double it up We get it then Double it double it up Patience All it took was patience Now I peep the fuckery and dodge it like the matrix And we getting paid just to stay in different places Not the type to save till she sat on it for placement Bout to pave the way for this wave Y'all gone save the date for this game Y'all gone hate I'm stating my claim Aim gone drain you out like I'm Dame And I'll take the blame for change ain't no doubt Everything you say is made to chase clout Gave you an ounce of fame and you drowned Know I'm bout to ride the wave to that crown F*ck a hater all in your business man go ahead and get faded F*ck a lame all in your shit cuz they ain't getting no payment F*ck a nigga you coming up now they talking bout how they staying F*ck them all that's it Now we fucked around and we made it Running it running it up You niggas is mad we getting this cash still we gone Fucking it fucking it up Smoking on gas now she wanna smash you better Buckling buckling up Two hundred on dash left in the past We get it then Double it double it up We get it then Double it double it up