Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kenny Mason
Kenny Mason
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Edwin Green
Edwin Green
Songwriter
Edward Maclin Cooper III
Edward Maclin Cooper III
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Coupe
Coupe
Producer
James Kang
James Kang
Mixing Engineer
Mike Bozzi
Mike Bozzi
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

COUPE I won't go I can't take my .9 (Free) I get high, still won't change my mind Ho, what's up? I'm outside, so come outside Hundred racks on my name, and I probably won't spend a dime 'til I— Double up, double up (Yeah) Double up, double up (Yeah) Double up, double up (Yeah) Double up, double up (Yeah) Ridin' round with that flame But I know it might save my life so I— Double up, double up (Yeah) Double up, double up (Yeah) Triple up, catch 'em down Stick 'em up, takin' his shit Piece 'em up, throw 'em up Eat 'em up, how it just hit She was up, I was up, we was up, that's how it went That's my baby but shе ain't no kid I ain't her baby, but I'm in her crib Twin just snuck my fire in this bitch Don't makе shit hot in this bitch Inside of my mouth gettin' dry I'm high as a bitch No way I'm hidin' this shit My shirt had shot-holes shots go fire in the 6 Malfoy, we ridin' with sticks My fault, my folks might fire up on sight in this bitch See somethin' they don't like in this bitch (Bitch) I can tell when you say it's fine you can tell ain't no way it's fine You was so focused on saving time me and my gang still came on time Walk in this bitch on playa' time Time still money, don't play with time Reaching my level gon' take some time But tell 'em folks if I can't take my .9 I won't go I can't take my .9 (Free) I get high, still won't change my mind Ho, what's up? I'm outside, so come outside Hundred racks on my name, and I probably won't spend a dime 'til I— Double up, double up (Yeah) Double up, double up (Yeah) Double up, double up (Yeah) Double up, double up (Yeah) Ridin' round with that flame But I know it might save my life so I— Double up, double up (Yeah) Double up, double up (Yeah) Let's go in, in, in (Yeah) Double up all my ends, ends, ends (Yeah) Double up 'til them Ms, Ms, in (Yeah) Then double up again, 'gain, 'gain (Yeah), yeah Double the money double the dimes, fuck a nickel I do double the ballin,' it look like double dribble If I dump it, my dawg doublin' down on you niggas All the duckin' and dodgin' only double the odds Of gettin' hit with some shit That'll fuck up the function (Boom, free) I double up in this bitch (Bitch) I double up with my bitch (Bitch) I double up and I dip I won't go I can't take my .9 (Free) I get high, still won't change my mind Ho, what's up? I'm outside, so come outside Hundred racks on my name, and I probably won't spend a dime 'til I— Double up, double up (Yeah) Double up, double up (Yeah) Double up, double up (Yeah) Double up, double up (Yeah) Ridin' round with that flame But I know it might save my life so I— Double up, double up (Yeah) Double up, double up (Yeah)
Writer(s): Edward Maclin Cooper Iii, Edwin Green Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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