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letra de double dutch - kt.lake

[intro]
yo’ [?], this track fire
i’m not mad, i’m furious
mm

[chorus]
ayy, huh, i’m getting money, i stack it and b-tch, i’ma run it up
n-gga want beef [?] but if he wanna jump, then my n-ggas, we double dutch
all of my n-ggas, we too on, h-ll nah (no), you cannot come and f-ck with us
which one of them n-ggas move wrong? man, i swear we gon’ turn his ass into dust

[verse 1]
turn his ass into dust, we do not give a f-ck (yeah)
i just pulled up with my n-ggas, we litty (yeah, yeah)
i really feel like the man of my city (yuh)
pull out a stack, yeah, them bands filled with fifties
i keep a barbie with me, feel like kenny (woah)
i cannot stand you n-ggas so i’m sittin’
i had to save every f-ckin’ penny (i had to save)
i’m flexin’ on n-ggas, i ain’t even spend it
think i ain’t winning, lil’ n-gga, you trippin’
just took my girl out, we went on an adventure
remember them days i was shopping at spencer’s
that’s back when i thought all that sh-t was expensive
i’m rockin’ fendi, dior and givenchy
i’m gettin’ b-tches galore, so exquisite
my bro was popping them pills, told him quit it
he said he was done, man, lil’ bro, he was trippin’
i got a vision, i’m tryna get to that money, lil’ n-gga
yeah, i’m on a mission, i gotta get it
i gotta get to these riches, i don’t got no time for these b-tches
who you be tricking? i swear to god i’m not finna be with none of these lil’ bitty n-ggas
b-tch, i’m the man of my city
all of these other lil’ n-ggas, i swear they some leeches
[pre-chorus]
i might like this sh-t (i might like this sh-t)
i promise that i’m never goin’ against the g-code
taking your sh-t like my name is deebo
tryna get chips like the f-ckin’ fritos
i got everybody but who got me, though?
no benefit, you ain’t got what i need, though
i don’t need n0body, not one, zero
i know he ain’t do it, i’m screamin’, “free bro”

[chorus]
ayy, huh, i’m getting money, i stack it and b-tch, i’ma run it up
n-gga want beef [?] but if he wanna jump, then my n-ggas gon’ double dutch
all of my n-ggas, we too on, h-ll nah (no), you cannot come and f-ck with us
which one of them n-ggas move wrong? we gon’ pull up and turn his ass into dust

[verse 2]
pull up, i’m bussin’
p-ssy ass n-gga keep the ‘k like a russian (like a muhf-ckin’ russian)
ain’t with the fussin’, i’ma just pull up on ya’ block and start bussin’, yeah, uh
bussin’ at your homeboy, too, if he wishin’ i ain’t askin’ no questions, yeah, uh
ain’t finna talk no sh-t, if i pull up, you better start running, yeah, uh
b-tch, i’m gunning, yeah, uh
tryna get to the money, yeah, uh
countin’ hunnids, yeah, uh, kt a mummy, yeah, uh
high school kid, kt came from a high school kid
tryna get the money like roscoe did
i was gettin’ money as a high school kid
shawty tryna blow me, tryna give me brain
rockstar sh-t like kurt cobain
pull up on a n-gga with the glock, go, “bang!”
n-gga could never come in my domain
i’m just tryna get me a muhf-ckin’ check
play with my money, put a knife to your neck
i’m intelligent, very high-tech
got everybody wonderin’ what’s coming next, yeah
[outro]
haha

- kt lake

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