Double Up - YFN Lucci, Rich The Kid

Yeah

(Think it’s a game…)

Know I deserve this shit, nigga

I’m 'posed to be here, nigga

You know, uh

Yeah, yeah, huh-uh, uh, uh

I done doubled up, yeah

We gon' uh, uh

We gon' fuck shit up, yeah

Uh, look

If I fuck with you, then only you can fuck that up, hey

I done doubled up, hey

I done partnered up, yeah

I been gettin' money so long, your shit ain’t old enough, yeah

You still growin' up, hey

You done fucked it up, hey

You ain’t thinkin' 'bout no money, I can’t fuck with y’all, hey

I can’t fuck with y’all, yeah

I can’t fuck with y’all, yeah

I done ran it up, yeah

I done doubled up, yeah

Prices goin' up, huh

I can’t fuck that up, yeah

Ay, if I fuck with you

Then I fuck with you, yeah

I’m gon' buck for you, yeah

Put my trust in you, yeah

I won’t talk behind your back

See that what suckers do, yeah

All that back and forth

You can’t be my girlfriend too, yeah

All her boyfriends too, yeah

I go Maybach coupe, yeah

We ride Maybach too, yeah

Whatever I say, I do, yeah

When I say I shoot, yeah

I ain’t gotta pay no shooter, yeah

We tryna lay on you, heh

We ain’t worried 'bout intruders

I’ve been off all day

But I’m still clocked in

Workin' till my heart stops

She gon' suck it till her jaw lock

I got one hand on my gun, cocked

Yeah, if I cut you off, just know it’s your fault, yeah

If I fuck with you, then only you can fuck that up, hey

I done doubled up, hey

I done partnered up, yeah

I been gettin' money so long, your shit ain’t old enough, yeah

You still growin' up, hey

You done fucked it up, yeah

You ain’t thinkin' 'bout no money, I can’t fuck with y’all, yeah

I can’t fuck with y’all, yeah

I can’t fuck with y’all, yeah

I done ran it up, yeah

I done doubled up, yeah

Prices goin' up, huh

I can’t fuck that up, yeah, uh

Prices, prices

Pussy so good I escape it

I done got a Benz, no license

Diamonds still bustin' like Tyson

Ooh

Run it up, double it

Ain’t 'bout the money, then I cannot fuck it with

Old hunnids havin' dead presidents

Fell in love with the money, now I’m stuck with it

Come through with the pussy, I’ma fuck it up

Kick that bitch out if it ain’t wet enough

No rap, no cap, I ran it up

You ain’t a buck for a milli up

You ain’t to pay them hoes mind

AP on my wrist, now them hoes blind

Came up, finessin' the whole time

Me and Lucci on the same grind

Your friends, I fucked them the same time

Broke niggas hate from the sideline

Kick the cash, no decline

I don’t want your bitch, she can’t be mine

Boy, put out that Rollie, ain’t cold enough

Too many diamonds, they notice us

The check come in, I fuck it up

Money too tall, it ain’t foldin' up

If I fuck with you, then only you can fuck that up, hey

I done doubled up, hey

I done partnered up, yeah

I been gettin' money so long, your shit ain’t old enough, yeah

You still growin' up, hey

You done fucked it up, yeah

You ain’t thinkin' 'bout no money, I can’t fuck with y’all, hey

I can’t fuck with y’all, yeah

I can’t fuck with y’all, yeah

I done ran it up, yeah

I done doubled up, yeah

Prices goin' up, huh

I can’t fuck that up, yeah, uh