double tap (feat. Letoa & Ciscaux)

($upreme, you're a bitch)

Man, I don't understand, I be stunnin' for the 'Gram

Your girl hit my line, and she want a double tap

That's a fact (that's a fact), I don't really need to brag

But I'm counting these milly's, and it's just adding to my stats

Like, this choppa go dummy, and now your girl, she bring it back

I be counting these hunnids, and now I'm really 'bout to spaz

See me pullin' your shawty, give me applause, I'm 'bout to clap

I be posted with magnums, I ain't talking 'bout the strap

Man, I don't understand, I be stunnin' for the 'Gram

Your girl hit my line, and she want a double tap

That's a fact (that's a fact), I don't really need to brag

But I'm counting these milly's, and it's just adding to my stats

Like, this choppa go dummy, and now your girl, she bring it back

I be counting these hunnids, and now I'm really 'bout to spaz

See me pullin' your shawty, give me applause, I'm 'bout to clap

I be posted with magnums, I ain't talking 'bout the strap

Yeah, I pull up with .9s, and yeah, I pull up with .5s

And anybody who want smoke, we send an opp to the sky

He wanna talk out his neck, this barrel make him say, "Bye"

And I've be thrifting all these .80s for some Marty McFly (uh)

I said we running, hitting licks, you know I'm really 'bout to blow

And I've been getting hella rich, you know we sellin' all these shows

Always cooking up, I turn all of these hits into some dough

Man, I'm looking at my kitchen (ayy, ayy), too much fire in the stove

I'm finna blow, every time I do a show

It's like these bitches want money, but I just do it for the bros

I'm countin' paper like nothing, I'm stackin' bread, I'm getting dough

I turned from nothing to something

Because you know how that's how I go

Like, whoa, he want smoke, I let it hit, no joke

You getting lost up in the mist, so cold

My songs are all up in her mix

She double tap on my songs (yuh), I double tap on her tits

Like, whoa

Came up in this bitch with an all black whip (skrrt)

Double tap soda, got my choppa going skits

I don't want the bitch if she only take the tip

Yeah, shawty blow a kiss when I load another clip

If you ain't with the shits, yeah, you ain't really 'bout it

Your girlfriend on my dick because she know that I'm clouted

Make another hit, what you make is all counterfeit

I'ma fuckin' laugh when I fuckin' see you countin' it (ayy)

Said I'm just stuntin' (huh?), iPhone won't stop buzzin' (brr)

Comin' for the gang, then we won't stop busting (pa)

Rims still spinnin' when we stop at the function (skrr)

Smoking loud pack, one hit'll give concussions

Said, lil' baby wanna double tap, I'ma see what's up with that

Make lil' shawty purr, she hit a note just like she Thundercat

Said, bitch, I'm headed to the bank, what the fuck you think?

That boy say he hard, but he ain't, man

I don't understand, I be stunnin' for the 'Gram

Your girl hit my line, and she want a double tap

That's a fact (that's a fact), I don't really need to brag

But I'm counting these milly's, and it's just adding to my stats

Like, this choppa go dummy, and now your girl, she bring it back

I be counting these hunnids, and now I'm really 'bout to spaz

See me pullin' your shawty, give me applause, I'm 'bout to clap

I be posted with magnums, I ain't talking 'bout the strap

Man, I don't understand, I be stunnin' for the 'Gram

Your girl hit my line, and she want a double tap

That's a fact (that's a fact), I don't really need to brag

But I'm counting these milly's, and it's just adding to my stats

Like, this choppa go dummy, and now your girl, she bring it back

I be counting these hunnids, and now I'm really 'bout to spaz

See me pullin' your shawty, give me applause, I'm 'bout to clap

I be posted with magnums, I ain't talking 'bout the strap