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Double D's
28
Hip-Hop/Rap
Double D's was released on February 27, 2026 by We Made It Records as a part of the album Left 4 Dead
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Release DateFebruary 27, 2026
LabelWe Made It Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM95

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
BigKayBeezy
BigKayBeezy
Lead Vocals
Yung Ro
Yung Ro
Lead Vocals
Bfb Da Packman
Bfb Da Packman
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Noel Ameha
Noel Ameha
Composer
Milan Szelcsanyi
Milan Szelcsanyi
Composer
truman rogers
truman rogers
Composer
Rashad Dixon
Rashad Dixon
Composer
Tyree Jawan Thomas
Tyree Jawan Thomas
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Noel Ameha
Noel Ameha
Mixing Engineer
Milan Szelcsanyi
Milan Szelcsanyi
Producer

Lyrics

(Ayy, who made it? Milan made it, bitch)
(Ayy, who made it? Milan made it, bitch)
Fifty on the ARP
That's a donut, hand that bitch to BFB
Gave her that money, she went and bought some double D's
Gave Bucks a hundred pills, he fuckin' up the streets
How I ain't fresh? I rock this Tech like LRG
He'll disrespect, but bet I bless him when he sneeze
I up that TEC and they say, "Damn," like they seen fees
I was fifteen when we shot up that sweet sixteen
I heart New York, but why the fuck they took the bean?
They took the bean
I heart a dork, I'm tryna fuck her while she stream
She better up that torch, she want that new Celine
I'm Beezy on the court, I'm Freddy in your dreams
Yeah, look (Y'ello)
Pop dirty than my favorite opp Forces (Uh)
Used to ride in Impalas, now I only buy Porsches, uh (Boom)
Pineapple Fanta, Trish'll turn a pop orange, uh
Used to fuck ugly bitches, now my thots gorgeous
On God, BFB the fuckin' fact spitter
Can't go nowhere without that ratchet, bitch, I rap with it
Pull it out before I bust in her, now her back drippin'
Hoes used to play me, got rich, now I act different
Yeah, went and got Milan on the beat
I keep it real with my bitch, but I be lyin' to the freaks
If I told the bitch I love her, I was lyin' through my teeth
Actin' tough in the club, now you lyin' on a tee
This shit only for the moment
If you come inside this trap, gotta bring friends for my homies
I ain't gotta do no leasing, I'm the motherfuckin' owner
When you're gettin' to that money, you can do what you wanna
I don't really give out warnings, put my young **** on you
And they don't do no leg shots
****, we got switches on these guns, we do headshots
****, you is not beefin', you don't got no dead opps
All they seen was black masks and fire from a red dot
In my city, I'm the top opp
We the ones who come through ****' hood and make they block hot
We'll bring that smoke to your door, fuck a dropbox
Where he at? Knock, knock
.223'll bend a **** car up like the chop shop
Fifty on the ARP
That's a donut, hand that bitch to BFB
Gave her that money, she went and bought some double D's
Gave Bucks a hundred pills, he fuckin' up the streets
How I ain't fresh? I rock this Tech like LRG
He'll disrespect, but bet I bless him when he sneeze
I up that TEC and they say, "Damn," like they seen fees
I was fifteen when we shot up that sweet sixteen
Written by: Milan Szelcsanyi, Noel Ameha, Rashad Dixon, Tyree Jawan Thomas, truman rogers
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