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Doublë


Yeat Lyrics

 

Doublë Lyrics

Doublë by Yeat


Big body GLE-ski, I went bought it (Oh, na-na-na)
My diamonds real p**sy, they potty (Hey, hey)
I'm finna pull up in Benz, no Audi
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, we don't know nobody
Twenty bad b**ches, they all in the lobby
Getting rich just like this is a hobby (Ayy)
Pull off in a Tonka, yeah, this a big body, big body, big body
Pull off in a Tonka, yeah, this a big body, big body, big body, big body, big body
If everybody could get lit just like this, then they would and they wouldn't even tell nothin' about it (Ayy)
Say it again for the kids that just doubted
Walked in YSL, then left with a closet
I was cleanin' up, yeah, I call that scrubbin'
I made her cut ties with her buddy
Go 'head, chop 'em up like Paul Bunyan
Let it go, let it bang

I'm as high as a crane
I be chillin' with the demons
Off the Perc', I can't walk at all, paraplegic
Leanin' sideways off the drank, got me geekin'
They don't be high, don't be knowin' the minute (Uh)
666, 777, drink it
I ain't took a break from the Percs in a long time (Uh)
Tell this b**ch I need the bread, need the long time
I ain't never pull a goddamn loan out
b**ch turn me on when I'm pulling out my bone out
Walk inside that b**ch, we don't do no scuffle
Makin' money off the Perc', I'ma shuffle (Shuffle)
Dig it up and bury back like a shovel
I don't know what's going on, in a bubble (Ah)
I don't know what's going on in the world
f**king hate the cops, we always in trouble (Woo)
I don't pay attention to sh*t but my gang and my money and I don't wanna know about it
I be geeked, I take a Tes' in the Tesla
I be geeked, I take a crank in the morning
You ain't geekin' boy, your life is a lie
How you know all that sh*t? You a spy
Heard you snitchin', you a bug, you a fly
I just woke up, got the Tonka, and go ride it
I been geekin' up a lot, I won't lie
I been starting to think I'm losing my mind
But the devil told me everything fine
I just woke up, f**ked that b**ch in her spine
I don't be doin' sh*t on the online
I just be bootin' up out of my mind
Copped a double, then I tripled it down
b**ch, I don't want nothin', don't wait in no line
Hold up, triple seven
Park that b**ch back like I'm double heaven
Hold up, triple deuces
Pour this b**ch up, we got all the juices (Drank)
Hold up, speak to heaven
Geeked up out my mind, might need me a medic

Big body GLE-ski, I went bought it (Oh, na-na-na)
My diamonds real p**sy, they potty (Hey, hey)
I'm finna pull up in Benz, no Audi
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, we don't know nobody
Twenty bad b**ches, they all in the lobby
Getting rich just like this is a hobby (Ayy)
Pull off in a Tonka, yeah, this a big body, big body, big body
Pull off in a Tonka, yeah, this a big body, big body, big body, big body, big body
If everybody could get lit just like this, then they would and they wouldn't even tell nothin' about it (Ayy)
Say it again for the kids that just doubted
Walked in YSL, then left with a closet
I was cleanin' up, yeah, I call that scrubbin'
I made her cut ties with her buddy
Go 'head, chop 'em up like Paul Bunyan
Let it go, let it bang



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