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double up - sean1da lyrics

[chorus: sean1da]
you know how we flip it, double up
if you’re whippin’ in the kitchen, double up
p’s is the mission, double up
every visionary affi double up, up, yeah
the only way you double up is if you’re patient
even if you’re on the grind in the bas*m*nt
even if it isn’t money that you’re chasin’
man affi level up

[verse 1: sean1da]
you don’t want no problems
bust your ting, got dolls in the gaza
went on the missus say [?] with the answer
then affi double up your money, money faster
yeah, yeah, yeah, ahh, yeah
22, i buss case (22, i bust)
then i got the package on the way
say haffi put the money in play
them affi take time
i know you know that mi not regular (ah, yeah)
bare textin’ ‘pon mi messenger (messenger)
phone callin’ ‘pon mi cellular (phone call)
ah, no talkin’ to the feds you know
you know the gyal wan’ go down and go slow, low, low
big p’s, them love blow, pr*nto
she like the wrist froze for sure
flip p’s and stack more, watch your funds grow

[verse 2: bandokay]
level up, don’t level down (never)
anytime i’m on the block, i got my kettle out (always)
you don’t step with his kettle cah his kettle’s down
buck bro on the wing, you’re getting kettled now
f*ck him and him, them my grandson
try reach on my neck, i’ma bang one
straight bang, corn out this handgun
german, slidin’, i’m with a bad one (ayy, ayy)
shake a leg, party time, you know we vibin’
three man, one coupe when we slidin’
straight slidin’, the mandem ridin’
then it got on top and shh got knifed in (ching)
she like the way i rap, i like the way she dress though
say it’s jeans but i’m in trackie, f*ck a dress code
pretty ting, bumper, she got the breast though
buss a shot if you don’t f*ck with the feds, yo (baow, baow)

[verse 3: double lz]
when she wants the wood, she always throws a hint at me
she told me “quick, daddy” then threw a wink at me (haha)
trap was stick happy but my n*ggas been trappy
double up, run it up, we ain’t been chatty
baby, throw it back, baby, throw it back (ayy)
up in harvey nichs, whipping out a load of racks
on the other hand, stack, stack, don’t blow the cash (don’t)
we don’t only chat, we c*ck back and blow the strap (baow)
she tek the wood, she feelin’ good when she ridin’ (ayy)
yeah, she like it when i’m up inside it (ayy)
when we’re gliding, intentions to minus (baow)
bro rise it, lean back and light it up (haha)
cut, cut from the scene in great timin’
as a young buck, always knew i’d be shinin’
vvs diamonds, she’s preein’ up my ting (preein’)
baby girl, bruck your back, she get excited

- sean1da lyrics

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