
lirik lagu lil wingstop - double the smoke
[intro]
(ayy, turn that b~tch up, chase)
(yeah, yeah, yeah… woo)
[chorus]
they put a bag on my head, tell ’em make it ten racks, i’ma triple that sh~t (triple it up)
pulled up in all black, with the .40 on my lap, i’m done talkin’ that sh~t (f~ck talkin’)
p~ssy~ass opps keep runnin’ they mouth, but they bleed just like i do, b~tch (bleed out)
and i smashed your lil’ hoe last week, she blowin’ my phone, i ain’t wifein’ that b~tch (nah, f~ck no)
[verse 1]
got fifty in the drum, hundred more in the trunk, lil’ b~tch, i’m on go (on go)
they was cappin’ online ’til i popped up outside, now they hidin’ they bros (where y’all at?)
man, f~ck all that peace talk, i’m lettin’ these hollow tips tear through your clothes (boom~boom)
if you lovе that b~tch, better keep her away ’causе she fiendin’ for nose (sniff~sniff)
i been postin’ on the block all night, in the cold with the gang, no sleep (no sleep)
got a stick so big, when i fire that b~tch, gotta brace both feet (hold it)
all these internet thugs keep postin’ my name but won’t see the same street (p~ssy)
i done caught his ass slippin’ with a half tank, put a hole in his jeep (skrrt~skrrt)
[chorus]
they put a bag on my head, tell ’em make it ten racks, i’ma triple that sh~t (triple it up)
pulled up in all black, with the .40 on my lap, i’m done talkin’ that sh~t (f~ck talkin’)
p~ssy~ass opps keep runnin’ they mouth, but they bleed just like i do, b~tch (bleed out)
and i smashed your lil’ hoe last week, she blowin’ my phone, i ain’t wifein’ that b~tch (nah, f~ck no)
[verse 2]
big smoke, big pole, all gas, no brakes, i ain’t lettin’ up (never)
two glocks in the front, sk in the back, who the f~ck want what? (who want it?)
we was swervin’ through lanes, seen a opp in the cut, had to light sh~t up (blah~blah~blah)
he was talkin’ online, now he prayin’ to god that the shots don’t touch (p~ssy)
i don’t argue with lames, i just up that flame, make the block go mute (boom)
hundred bands on my neck, vvs in my t~~th, every diamond’s the proof (ice)
your b~tch came through, gave brain so long, had to call her a sleuth (godd~mn)
now she postin’ my chain on the gram, talkin’ ’bout she my boo (b~tch, please)
[chorus]
they put a bag on my head, tell ’em make it ten racks, i’ma triple that sh~t (triple it up)
pulled up in all black, with the .40 on my lap, i’m done talkin’ that sh~t (f~ck talkin’)
p~ssy~ass opps keep runnin’ they mouth, but they bleed just like i do, b~tch (bleed out)
and i smashed your lil’ hoe last week, she blowin’ my phone, i ain’t wifein’ that b~tch (nah, f~ck no)
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