Double Klutkh

Lyrics

[Verse] You say you the plug, then we pullin' yo' cord like umbilical Ain't take no passes, I'm riding wit' criminals Ain't takin no dissin', so fuck the subliminals Hit the block up, send the opps to the medical Set the shop up, junkies coming, it's typical Know how I'm boming, these niggas can't fuck wit' you In the field wit' some troops, hell nah, we ain't duckin' you (Gang, gang) Block life, Babylife Catch me a opp and it's on sight Pour me the lean, make me feel right You gon' off a pill, you can't kill right Choppa came with a red dot sight I catch one of them niggas, it's green light And fuck how they feel, they can't heal right Trap doing backflips, gotta get my money right On the block all day til' I see the damn night Block get hot when you start to see the blue lights Get yo' ass took off, boy, you being too nice If I ain't had the fye, nigga, then I have two knives Boy, you finna die, so you better think twice 'Cause you can't live twice Gotta worry bout your kids, gotta worry 'bout your wife She don't give a fuck, prolly fucked a nigga last night And yo' son fucked up 'cause the trap got no lights And when you put me under, you gon' see some real thugs cry And when you put me under, you gon' see some real thugs die Fuck all the opps, fuck both sides Big EBK, yeah, I'm outside Y'all niggas don't be outside You say your block hot, that's a damn lie Y'all ain't even got J's up on the curbside Pull up to yo' side, do a homicide Fuck 12, nigga, they ain't finna ride Call Velly up like he finna slide? You already know Velly wanna slide Hitting y'all back-to-back like we putting in overtime Me and my twin got two 9's Spank a opp wit' the fye like, "What you finna do now?" You broke as the fuck, you ain't got shit to lose now Boy, you better shoot now Pop at yo' top, now you looking like a coupe now Bandgang thuggin', I pull up wit' two straps Babylife thuggin', I pull up wit' two vamps These hoes gon' fuck, so I pull up with two tramps Pass that hoe to the gang, but they not tryna hit that, no 30 band lick, boy, you know I'm finna split that, yeah And we wacked all the opps, boy, we know you want get back Draw down on the lick, lil' nigga, where that shit at? Babylife nigga, can't fuck wit' us Two fyes on me, lil' nigga, I'll double clutch Ain't going for nun, hell nah, I don't give a fuck Wrap yo' ass up, put yo' ass up in the truck Foenem get high, they takin' too many drugs You wanna slide? Let's do it, let's get in some I'm on the nine with four corner hustlers Broke as the fuck, lil' boy, you a buster You not getting money, she don't wanna fuck ya'