Credits
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Shawn P Waites Jr
Songwriter:in
Ryan Thornton
Songwriter:in
Lyrics
I need that shit on the double I swear these **** in trouble
I need my chips on the double I swear these **** in trouble
I need that shit on the go I'm balling outta control
I'm balling outta control think that the controller broke
Show me the cash I need that shit on the double
You **** can't knock the hustle I got through the struggle
I held shit down and built muscle when **** switch teams like they Russell
I wish you the best but it's fuck you
I had to get back to the hustle I had to get back to the hustle
Bad bitches sayin' I love you I feel like the man Damn I really am
I'm going ape on these hoes I cut the middle man off and got straight to the dough
I play with the pros I kept the business in the family yeah I stay with the bros
I'm back in business I'ma get fly with no ticket
I'm gettin' chicken Don't ask what's for dinner
Could get a sex change and I'd still be that ****
Not into all that but I think that you get it
I got that heat in the winter I'm playin' cool in the summer
Bitch I'ma stunt cause my brothers is stunner lay pipe like a plumber
Yo bitch let me hit cause I stay with that thunder
I stay with that dun dun I'm back and reloaded
Bread in the toaster my pockets is bloated
**** get smoked like the kush that I'm rolling
I let them boys hate cause it's only promotion
Work like I'm gettin' promoted
I put my heart in these raps this shit deep as the ocean
I'm livin' my life like it's golden
Stay on my grind I'm always on time like a Rolex
You know it you know it this shit ain't no secret
I do it big I'm a beast a behemoth
I might sound conceited but I'll keep succeeding
I don't need no reason I just need the paper
Feel like the greatest It's still just a statement but watch how these boys get offended
Cause they sweet as Splenda and I'm feelin' splendid
This game I'm still winning these **** get served like it's tennis
Living my life like it's golden
I let your bitch rock my mic and she did like Jill Scott
I'm the man on the block I'm demanding the props
Where the guap where the guap where the guap
Show me the cash I need that shit on the double I swear these **** in trouble
I'm on they ass I need my chips on the double I swear these **** in trouble
Damn shorty bad I need that chick on the double Her baby daddy's in trouble
I'm in my bag I need them racks in a duffel or these little **** in trouble
Show me the cash I need that shit in a hurry Feds been alert cause the dope shit I'm serving
Yeah
I need that shit in a hurry Balling like Curry I'm gone need a jersey
Yeah
I need that shit on the double I swear these **** in trouble
I'm on they ass I need them racks and a duffel or these little **** in trouble
Cooking like gumbo I'm tryna stay humble
Most **** would crumble I swear they ain't rocking like me
I'm keeping cool **** ain't hot as me
Bread in my pocket I got it I got it I promise most rappers ain't got it like me
Pray for a lick or to hit lottery
I need a baddie like Lotto
I'll take her back to the crib hit her ass with a combo
Running the board until I get bored Who wants some war cause it's on the floor
I don't need your plug I got my own cord
I might cut your bitch I got a long sword
I'll double back just for the encore
Only if the head right I been working err night
Tryna get the bread right now the bread right and my neck froze up like a deer in some headlights
Yeah right Yeah right Act like you know me
**** claiming they the truth but where the proof you gotta show me Yeah right Yeah right Glass City's only
**** claim they want beef but you know that shit baloney
Deep in the game never did it for a trophy
I just do it for the money I just do it for the homies
Deep in some pussy Damn this shit feel kinda cozy
I been goin' hard Play my cards like Joey
Never been phony I'll probably let it ring
Always been fly she just wanna ride my wings
Young King Young King still don't need a crown Still do it for the town even when I'm out of town
Finna go bananas **** this another anthem
Shitting on these **** turn the booth into a bathroom
Got a good aura I shine like a Star Platinum
Young black and handsome Took the rap game for ransom Like yeah
I need that shit on the double I swear these **** in trouble
I'm on they ass I need my chips on the double I swear these **** in trouble
Damn shorty bad I need that chick on the double Her baby daddy's in trouble
I'm in my bag I need them racks in a duffel or these little **** in trouble
Show me the cash I need that shit in a hurry Feds been alert cause the dope shit I'm serving
Yeah
I need that shit in a hurry Balling like Curry I'm gone need a jersey
Yeah
I need that shit on the double I swear these **** in trouble
I'm on they ass I need them racks and a duffel or these little **** in trouble
Show me the cash I need that shit on the go
I'm balling out of control The controller broke
More likely say you some dope before I would sell you my soul Yeah that's a no
Big clouds all that I smoke on I'm so high think I'm fucking with the ozone
I'm so cold Damn a **** look like Frozone
I ain't got nothing for these rappers but a gravestone
Haters like oh no hold on hold on
My flow dope smoke game in the choke hold
Made it through the cold cause I live by the code bro
Still got the glow shout out to Blom and Lo
I'm more than a dumb fuck on the come up
I been having fun tryna get my funds up
**** acting foul I'ma get the And 1
Came back with a cannon Yo show me the cash
I need that shit on the double I swear these **** in trouble
I'm on they ass I need my chips on the double I swear these **** in trouble
Damn shorty bad I need that chick on the double Her baby daddy's in trouble
I'm in my bag I need them racks in a duffel or these little **** in trouble
Show me the cash I need that shit in a hurry Feds been alert cause the dope shit I'm serving
Yeah
I need that shit in a hurry Balling like Curry I'm gone need a jersey
Yeah
I need that shit on the double I swear these **** in trouble
I'm on they ass I need them racks and a duffel or these little **** in trouble
Written by: Ryan Thornton, Shawn P Waites Jr