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lirik lagu double-u – grownmantime entertainment

aye, aye, aye, aye, supa
sv i go supa in the studio

supa viln fresh up out of the blue
supa true blue way down to the shoes
supa double you, ain’t a chance that i’ll lose
all you n*ggas cappin’ i’m just tellin’ the truth, uh huh
burnt by a label n*gga you ain’t hot
editor, director, i’ma set my plot
n*gga supa her protector but i’ll beat that box
i go hard like d*block n*gga og l.o.x. (for sure)

n*ggas feel a way, n*ggas really don’t know me
b*tches want play, they want a dose of the owepi
speaker to your face’ll have you listening closely
you cropped out the pic, i told your b*tch not to post me
i don’t want clout from no hobbyist n*gga, i fit the vibe, the description
i hit all kinds of positions, i’m too inclined to just mix with you f*ckin’ lottery tickets
maybe you will, maybe you won’t
you don’t vibe with the b*tches, ha
can’t let go, like i’m made out of gorilla glue
you came off invisible, you sad because you miserable
liquor mix like chemicals, might turn me to a criminal
n*ggas wanna get into well, i’ma send my n*ggas through
give no f*cks like i got one nut
keep away from us n*gga, you’ll get f*cked up
until i get a bag, i can’t talk bout none
kick hit like a stab, bass hit like a gun, b*tt
supa viln fresh up out of the blue (you know)
supa true blue way down to the shoes (for sure)
supa double you, ain’t a chance that i’ll lose (rich roll)
all you n*ggas cappin’ i’m just tellin’ the truth, uh huh (control)
burnt by a label n*gga you ain’t hot (naw)
editor, director, i’ma set my plot (yeah)
n*gga supa her protector but i’ll beat that box
i go hard like d*block n*gga og l.o.x. (yeah)

supa viln fresh up out of the stu
show a rapper what it do, i catch the beat like the flu
so secluded, how i move, i make you wish you knew
supa nygma with the plot, you n*ggas have no clue
i got money fetish, f*ck, look at all them blues
you n*ggas can’t pay rent, but you rent out a coop
these b*tches want the scoop, like they work for the news
when n*ggas got the talent, it persuades them to choose
n*ggas flashin’ fake money on the social coochie
these n*ggas confuse me, like what are you proving
n*ggas flashin’ fake money on the social for clout though
i’m for something bigger, stick the claim in your block, yo
rich roll, sorry only, moving left, round here
thick hoe, wanna give me top then do my hair
uh, they hatin’ cause i’m here, n*gga, life’s not fair
if it ain’t about a bag, n*gga, i don’t care
supa viln fresh up out of the blue
supa true blue way down to the shoes (for sure)
supa double you, ain’t a chance that i’ll lose (you know)
all you n*ggas cappin’ i’m just tellin’ the truth
burnt by a label n*gga you ain’t hot
editor, director, i’ma set my plot (uh huh)
n*gga supa her protector but i’ll beat that box
i go hard like d*block n*gga og l.o.x. (huh)

- grownmantime entertainment

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