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DOUBLE RR
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DOUBLE RR è stato pubblicato il 8 agosto 2025 da Whole Lotta Racks Ent. / 808 Mafia West come parte dell'album WHOLE LOTTA 808
8 agosto 2025
EtichettaWhole Lotta Racks Ent. / 808 Mafia West
LinguaEnglish
BPM77
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Video musicale

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Testi

Ayy, ayy, who got a lighter?, ayy
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
With a whole lot of racks, bitch, ayy
Yeah, yeah (Ayy, ayy)
808 Mafia West, ****
Yeah, let's go
Red tint on the face look like Cyclops (Ayy)
I got bitches in my safe, I'm hidin' them from all the opps (From all the opps)
**** in my way, get the fuck up off my jock
I got a trap in every state, get the fuck up off my block, **** (Bitch)
Ridin' in that 'Rari with the top down (Top down)
This bitch listen to everything I say 'cause she love the way it sound (Uh)
I gotta get my money, that's why I'm always out the town
We facin' out the zip, that's why I got it by the pound, ayy
What's that in my closet? I got some shots for 'em (Shots for 'em)
Ayy, soon as I got my check, I went to Tom Ford (Alright)
You know it's money over bitches, can't spend no time on 'em (Can't spend no time on 'em)
I need a black Panamera with the fours on it (Ayy, ayy, let's go)
You done lost your fuckin' mind, my left wrist cost a SF90
She pull up and suck a dick and get it beaten, ain't no bondin'
Damn, I love a ghetto bitch, okay, she eat me in her bonnet (Let's go)
It ain't nothin' to her, for sure, we gon' go brazy, drop a hundred
Brand-new Benz for baby mama, that's just how I'm feelin' her (Yeah)
Give two fucks about them **** claimin' they ain't feelin' us (Let's go)
Ayy, they pray hard like every night that somebody gon' finish us
I'm the only one of my kind, they should put me in Guinness (Let's go)
I could switch my whip up every day, ho, I got seven whips
All these hoes for everybody, ain't no way that you could trip (Okay)
If I'm with the mob and they shoot shots, then I'ma shoot with them (Brrt, brrt)
Okay, we movin' right, I thank the Lord that we ain't lose again (Let's go, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Ayy, you see I'm in her mind, you just ain't gettin' in (Bitch)
Different colors diamonds, man, that shit like M&Ms (Ayy, ayy)
Fuck both them bitches, give a fuck if they were real twins (Real twins)
All for the woes, all these hoes gon' spin (Let's go)
If it's in my pocket, they need to get the fuck out (Ooh)
This .22 a rocket, it'll air this bitch the fuck out (Brrt, brrt)
Put some bands on your head, ****, better watch your mouth
In the sky, I ain't land yet, I don't feel like comin' down, **** (Hold up)
Yeah, I must've spent like sixty thousand in Balenci' last week (Okay)
And, your honor, I identify as deaf 'cause I don't speak (Let's go)
I won't bless her with a baby, she not special to me
When he told her what I said, my ****, that is not P
Brand-new 'Rari burnt orange like I got this shit from Mars
Thankful for Big Bones, he taught me how to never ever stop
Got the truck and plus the car, they call me double, double R
Written by: Isaiah Woodard
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