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double team (feat. rmc mike) - lul kp lyrics

[lul kp]
[?]
yeah i told them when we hop out this slow
beat they bucket up
boutta put a fully on this glock bet it lift them up
n*ggas knowing not to play, we gon set it up
you can probably catch me on your block with my semi tucked
all that n*gga heard was fap fap
ain’t no where to run
2a3 ain’t even tryna funk n*gga where yo gun?
n*ggas tripping if i ain’t strapped than i ain’t in the club
f*ck around out him on that bench, heard they need that sub
i just met a thick red*bone tryna have my son
all you heard was [clap*clap*clap] then i gotta run
i just hit the road at 6am and made another dub
told her i ain’t getting in that load i ain’t going for nun
(on god)
up the chop we gon really take his face off
n*gga i ain’t dying in atlanta, i ain’t takеoff
if we spinnin in that benz take thе roof off
i ain’t even said 5 words and her top off
yeah, we gon get money forever
sh*t, i’m perfect with them edgers
smooth moving i’m too clever
but i’m finna do it better, spent 2000 on a sweater
freak b*tch love giving head she said it make her wetter
i be running through the type of weight y’all see on tv
the opps put that sh*t in sport mode when they see me
i let the stick hit his b*tch glocky called it ev
we selling gas 24/7 b*tch i’m bp
[rmc mike]

[?] did the diamond in my chain made it 3d
we raising all bullies, if i tell them they gon eat, eat
we had the game on lock for 2 years let’s do a 3peat
plr got a 100 on it, it like to street sweep
rio popped a n*gga first i told his ass pass the glock
he didn’t even see that sh*t coming it’s a magic shot
lean drinker poured a 6 of wock need to add some pop
suck a d*ck then bust on her face, f*ck if she mad or not
ghettoboyz b*tch we running city and they really annoyed
i could have 30000 on me and won’t even show it
super charger on that 6.4 you can hear the motor
f*ck my n*gga b*tch then pay for expensive closure
gucci head to hoe everything cost a stack or more
he bought a hit pint but didn’t know it cause i smacked a 4
he tried to drop a deuce in a 2 litre, bro add some more
we finna go sit down for a minute so he passed the [?]

[lul kp]

my glock came with 30 ain’t no stock, it’s a d*ck in it
if he try and slide in that truck then we flipping it
i got a 4 in this cup and i’m sipping it
you say it’s up then it’s stuck then i’m tripping it
n*gga, i had a dream like i’m martin luther
glocky on me in the class like a school shooter
i just put some titties on a chop it should work at hooters
17 in high school but im f*cking cougars
f*ck a handout i’ll get it out the mud
they hit him in the chest and fill his t*shirt with blood
you lame n*ggas need to get a gun
i ain’t even a rapper so you can hit me for the bud

- lul kp lyrics

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