Doublë Lyrics by Yeat is latest English song with music also given by Synthetic. Doublë song lyrics are written by Synthetic & Yeat.
Doublë Song Detail
| Song Name: | Doublë |
| Singer: | Yeat |
| Composer: | Synthetic |
| Lyrics by: | Synthetic, Yeat |
Doublë Lyrics
Big body gle-ski I went bought it (oh, na-na-na)
My diamonds real pissy, they potty (hey, hey)
I’m finna pull up in benz, no audi (oh, no-no-no)
No-no-no, we don’t know nobody
Twenty bad bi**hes, they all in the lobby
Getting rich just like this, it’s a hobby (ayy)
Pull up in a tonka, yeah, this a big body (ayy)
Big body, big body (hey, hey)
Pull up in a tonka, yeah, this a big body (ayy)
Big body, big body, big body, big body
If everybody could get lit just like this
Then they would and they wouldn’t even tell none about it (ayy)
Say it again for the kids that just doubted
Walked in ysl then left with a [?]
I was cleanin’ up, yeah, I call that scrubbin’
I made her cut ties with her buddy
Go ‘head chop ’em up like paul bunyan
Lеt it go, let it bang
I’m as high as a crane
I be chillin’ with thе demons (off the perc’)
I can’t walk at all, paraplegic
Leanin’ sideways off the drank, got me geekin’
They don’t be high, don’t be knowin’ the minute (uh)
6:66, 7:77, drink it
I ain’t took a break from the percs in a long time (uh)
Tell this bi**h I need the bread, need to loan some
I ain’t never pull a goddamn loan out
Bi**h turn me on when I pull out my boner
Walk inside that bi**h, we don’t do no scuffle
Makin’ money off the perc’, I’ma shuffle (shuffle)
Dig it up and bury it back like a shovel
I don’t know what’s going on, in a bubble (ah)
I don’t know what’s going on in the world
F**king hate the cops, we always in trouble (woo)
I don’t pay attention to s**t but my gang and my money
And I don’t wanna know about it
I be geeked, I take a tes’ in the tesla
I be geeked, I take a crank in the morning
You ain’t geekin’ boy, your life is a lie
How you know all this s**t? You a spy
Heard you snitchin’, you a bug, you a fly
I just woke up, got the tonka and go ride it
I been geekin’ up a lot, I won’t lie
I been starting to think I’m losing my mind
But the devil told me everything fine
I just woke up, f**ked that bi**h in her spine
I don’t be doin’ s**t on the online
I just be bootin’ up out of my mind
Copped a double, then I tripled it down
Bi**h, I don’t want nothin’, no waitin’ in no line
Hold up, triple seven
Park that bi**h back like I’m double heaven
Hold up, triple deuces
Pour this bi**h up, we got all the juices (drunk)
Hold up, speak to heaven
Geeked up out my mind, might need a medic
Big body gle-ski I went bought it (oh, na-na-na)
My diamonds real pissy, they potty (hey, hey)
I’m finna pull up in benz, no audi (oh, no-no-no)
No-no-no, we don’t know nobody
Twenty bad bi**hes, they all in the lobby
Getting rich just like this, it’s a hobby (ayy)
Pull up in a tonka, yeah, this a big body (ayy)
Big body, big body (hey, hey)
Pull up in a tonka, yeah, this a big body (ayy)
Big body, big body, big body, big body
If everybody could get lit just like this
Then they would and they wouldn’t even tell none about it (ayy)
Say it again for the kids that just doubted
Walked in ysl then left with a [?]
I was cleanin’ up, yeah, I call that scrubbin’
I made her cut ties with her buddy
Go ‘head chop ’em up like paul bunyan
Let it go, let it bang