Double Bacc (Explicit)

Double Bacc (Clean) - NLE Choppa

Lyrics by：Alex Petit/Bryson Potts/Camren Martin/Nikolas Papamitrou

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Ayy ayy

We took a finger off that b***h for all that typing and s**t

All that typing and s**t

My baby mama trippin' you know she be toxic as s**t

She be toxic as s**t

I see 'em hating in my comments tell 'em get off my d**k

Get off my d**k

And for them n***as did me dirty come back hit at your s**t

You ran when your n***a got popped why you ain't shoot back

Why you ain't shoot back

I'm EBK for real any n***a play get blew back

Get blew back

They know this s**t is serious they tuckin' tails we at they hat

We at they hat

We could have got the other one but my n***a ain't double back

N***a blatt

He callin' me off the b***h phone he tryna see just where I'm at

I'm posted at the crib I got the 308 it's in my bag

Go outside with this chopper see a car then I'ma air it

B***h I'm a baby Loc I never show no fear 'cause I ain't scared

And I'ma have his mama somewhere crying singing sad songs

Singing sad songs song

Put a price up on his head his toe I want a tag on it

I put a tag on it

Me and Tevo might go kill a n***a then go brag on it

Then go brag on it

Up the prices I'ma go and kill him spend your last on it

Voicin' your opinion but nobody's understanding you

Understanding you

Standin' ten toes on my own like a man would do

Like a man would do

When she pop a molly she eat it up like a vegetable

Just like a vegetable

Ride this d**k like Harley she all in she grip my testicles

She grip my testicles

Never say I'm sorry I say what I meant I tell the truth

I tell the truth

NLE the army got troops that gon' shoot you front your move

Front your move

My daughter on the way but I told Blasian have my son though

I'm shadowed by my past I just want the sun to shine on me

We took a finger off that b***h for all that typing and s**t

All that typing and s**t

My baby mama trippin' you know she be toxic as s**t

She be toxic as s**t

I see 'em hating in my comments tell 'em get off my d**k

Get off my d**k

And for them n***as did me dirty come back hit at your s**t

You ran when your n***a got popped why you ain't shoot back

Why you ain't shoot back

I'm EBK for real any n***a play get blew back

Get blew back

They know this s**t is serious they tuckin' tails we at they hat

We at they hat

We could have got the other one but my n***a ain't double back

N***a blatt

Ayy let me talk that rich talk you know I pop my s**t

Pop my s**t n***a

F**k the murder talk let's talk about the s**t I spit

The s**t I spit

Pay for a body and a Sprinter and I don't pay rent

And f**k them n***as shot it up tell 'em come do it while I'm in it

P***y

Me and my n***as walkin' up we walk 'em down how we livin'

Brrt brrt brrt

B***h you just gotta say it's up we leave 'em drownin' in pity

Brrt brrt brrt

We ain't toleratin' dissin' we gon' kill 'cross the city

Brrt brrt brrt

And we ain't cappin' when we rappin' we gon' make sure they feel it

We ain't runnin' from no n***a 'less they one-time

Unless they one-time

I leave my phone at the crib when it's crunch time

When it's crunch time

Extended clip long on it like a lunch line

Just like a lunch line

It's fifty in this AR n***a we a drumline

Ayy we a drumline

Ayy b***h I'm blowin' exotic but I ain't chillin' with Joe

I ain't chillin' with Joe

Your Tiger King get took over and my lions turned poor

And my lions turned poor

This chopper leave him unbalanced if he don't stick to the role

He don't stick to the role

You know we kill 'em in silence I swear nobody gon' know

Grrt grrt ayy

We took a finger off that b***h for all that typing and s**t

All that typing and s**t

My baby mama trippin' you know she be toxic as s**t

She be toxic as s**t

I see 'em hating in my comments tell 'em get off my d**k

Get off my d**k

And for them n***as did me dirty come back hit at your s**t

You ran when your n***a got popped why you ain't shoot back

Why you ain't shoot back

I'm EBK for real any n***a play get blew back

Get blew back

They know this s**t is serious they tuckin' tails we at they hat

We at they hat

We could have got the other one but my n***a ain't double back

N***a blatt

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Woah woah

Woah woah

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