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Double Or Nothing
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Double Or Nothing was released on September 19, 2023 by EPC Productions as a part of the album Double Or Nothing - Single
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Release DateSeptember 19, 2023
LabelEPC Productions
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM71

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Louchen Wassim Martial
Louchen Wassim Martial
Songwriter

Lyrics

Walk with me
Matter fact get on my back these tides ride high
Rappers be capping
They talk bout they sliding on oops
Knowing damn well these **** be lying
Put a Stu in the crib
I ain't tryna vibe out with no rappers
These **** be coochie and fake
Two keep the trap still jumping
Still singing to hoes
Perfect mixture of Gucci and Drake
Huh
You ain't got you know money go make some
Before i ask you for help ima take some
Shake some
Make some
Play with me pussy hoe you got the right one
I wont pay for the pussy
But I'll pay to leave
I'm immune to the pain
It don't hurt when i bleed
Bullets clean a **** up
Ball head Mr.Clean
Take that shit to the rim
Ima set up the screen
Tryna put on a show
Just like Magic, Kareem
Ugh
I'm talking bout Jabber
That's on my momma
I aint fucking around a gangster or 7.62 gone jump out this car **** !
Fuck !
I spend my last on bullets
I ain't playing with no pussy bitch I'm ready for war
Ima tryna up the score
Swing this big ass hammer, got me feeling like Thor
Bitch !
I'm talking double or nothing
For them **** who bluffing they be swearing they rich
Hey
Like fuck **** put up your money
I'm playing them dry cause I'm up on the lick
Pussy
You know the house always win
**** put up the bank
I'm the head I'm the bookie
Won't hide under the bed
I hope you ain't scared cause ima pop out like the boogie
Man !
It's Molly if it got a tan
If it's pure white then it's Roxanne
I do my dance like dirty Dan
I'll spin this shit like Celine fan
This shìt get hot cool off your man
Unless you wana go to war
I up this fye broad day fuck ****, it ain't shit to up the score
And I'll leave three **** dead
If they don't move on ahead by the count of four
They tell me two man chill you know the one but I got zero patience for Sherm's
I reach my climax like Usher Raymond ima let this bitch burn
Ok
Back to the dark side
Head on like a boar
I'm the one getting them hogtied
Zoe ties
Mob ties
Killa from Alabama fuck **** i got role tides
Ugghh huh
Far from a gangster,
When you let bitch off pussy ass **** you had closed eyes
Make your bitch teleport off this Taylor part
I'm out this world just like The Jetsons
Know ima street ass **** with a whole lotta money
Before i post a the bricks, hoe ima post at the Weston
I'm Kicking my pimping like Magic Don Juan
Still reaching my goals just like Lionel Messi
I want you and your friend
Come through with your bestie
Take your time with the dick
I don't mind you caress it
I'm not Rastafarian
Raise hell like Selassie
I be praying to god that I just make it to heaven
While they be counting me out
I be counting my blessing
I'm worth the investment fuck **** put up the bank
I pay you to slide what the fuck you talking bout dumb ass Jit i don't pay to think
Woodie ranking his his gun
The more bodies he catch
To the point it's starting to feel just like warzone
This between me and you
I don't wear these hoodies to be discreet
I'm hiding my war wounds
Come through masked up like Plies
Yea I'm Chino two X
but ima give these **** the third testament
Last time you went to the range
Last time your hammer got banged
Know damn well you ain't use your weapon since
The beat came through like a horror film
So it's only right the two man gone build the suspense
Five five six ain't nothing
Tote seven six two's
These bitch ass **** be shooting at the tent
Bullet proof the whip
Ugh huh
I done came equipped
Aye aye
Catch a body send a **** to the dispensary
I smoke a bitch **** like zips
Written by: Louchen Wassim Martial
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