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double p - ghilas lyrics

[intro]
ski, ski, ski, ski
cc in this b*tch
like, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
what, what, what, what, what
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
in the back of the police car i had some chains on my arms, yeah
i had some chains on my arms
and i saw mama crying man
yeah, go
let’s get it

[chorus]
my f*cking watch is way too tight, huh
that’s a double p
i put the b*tch in balenciaga, huh
now she double b
my b*tch a fiend, yeah she poppin’ x, she on ecstasy
drink on purple, f*ck a single cup
give me double c
yeah, i’m clutchin’
if he tryna move then punch him in his sh*t
we makin’ hits, that’s f*ckin’ back to back to back
yeah, just like wick
she a thot, she asks for a pic “ma’am just don’t grab my d*ck”
tryna get closer to allah
she getting closer to my lips
[verse]
ain’t n0body gave me a job
i had to grind and go get it
was juggin’ monday to sunday
at least i’m making them bills
man scammin’ sh*t and selling candies
word that sh*t got me ill
man, why they speakin’ on my name ?
i’m at the top of the hill
hey, what you serve ? (what, what)
what you serve man ? (what, what)
i’m enjoying my time
i’m off them pills, i’m on the demon mode
p*ssy tryna diss, send him a message, imma demon up
send ‘em to the sky, yeah with the fives
can’t wait to shut ‘em up
yeah, we gon shoot ‘em up
[?] think he hot, he say he’ll slide
man, this sh*t h*lla bluff
heavy on the drinks, the maple whiskey got me h*lla buff
he got fooled by my voice, i had to show him i was h*lla tough (h*lla though, yeah)
20k a day, yeah my neck is getting cold, yeah
p*ssy sn*tched my chain, i got his drop on the same f*ckin’ day
shawty tryna film me while i’m f*ckin’, she like lorraine day (ah ouais)
c’mon leak it we gon’ really play (b*tch)
[chorus]
my f*cking watch is way too tight, huh
that’s a double p
i put the b*tch in balenciaga, huh
now she double b
my b*tch a fiend, yeah she poppin’ x, she on ecstasy
drink on purple, f*ck a single cup
give me double c
yeah, i’m clutchin’
if he tryna move then punch him in his sh*t
we makin’ hits, that’s f*ckin’ back to back to back
yeah, just like wick
she a thot, she asks for a pic “ma’am just don’t grab my d*ck”
tryna get closer to allah
she getting closer to my lips

[outro]
ski
ski, ski
[?] in this b*tch
and we got harmless in this b*tch

- ghilas lyrics

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