French Montana, Pop Smoke - Double G lyrics
French Montana [Karim Kharbouch] Casablanca, Morocco, 🇲🇦/NY, U.S. 🇺🇸
[French Montana, Pop Smoke - Double G lyrics]
So we good? Huh? (Shout out 808 MELO)
(Grrt) huh? Woo swerve
I said I'm a double G
Please don't trouble me
Rocks all in my socks, guns up in my brief
If a nigga movin' wok that's when he gon' see
All the Woos pop out the cut, tottin' 33s
I'm dark skinned and handsome
She like, "You a gorgeous little gangster"
She said I talk like a taurus
But I fuck like a cancer
And a bunch of young niggas
That'll make you run, nigga
Beam on the gun, nigga, I'm the wrong one
Nigga
I'm the main one, I can't run
Eyes red like Saint John's
Broke down the work in eight corners
Now the like eight farms
One king and eight pawns
Pull up in 'bout eight foreigns
I hit it then run like I got eight warrants
800K chorus
Three quarter minks out the forest
Pull up in them Ashton Martins
Got low, now it's back to ballin'
Bet I'll slang Eve out the garden
Like I'm Nore
Know the Cokeboys get it cheaper
Got my top down, my feet up
Nigga sleep is when we creep up
Smokin' on that ether, cup of lean
I pull up in that you can't afford this
Fresh up off the block
Now I'm on the Forbes list
I'm walkin' down your block
Like I'm a tourist
Packs in it, dark tinted, black Camaro
Got the Cubans for the stash
I'm Robert Deniro
Millionaires, all my niggas fly in Lears
South Bronx, King Arthur gon' grab a chair
Where it's fire, there is smoke
G5 in the air
French and Pop Smoke blowin' smoke
That don't see it clear
Top charts in the field
Top dogs in the buildin'
I said I'm a double G
Please don't trouble me
Rocks all in my socks, guns up in my brief
If a nigga movin' wok that's when he gon' see
All the Woos pop out the cut, tottin' 33s
I'm dark skinned and handsome
She like, "You a gorgeous little gangster"
She said I talk like a taurus
But I fuck like a cancer
And a bunch of young niggas
That'll make you run, nigga
Beam on the gun, nigga, I'm the wrong one
Nigga
(Grrt) huh? Woo swerve
I said I'm a double G
Please don't trouble me
Rocks all in my socks, guns up in my brief
If a nigga movin' wok that's when he gon' see
All the Woos pop out the cut, tottin' 33s
I'm dark skinned and handsome
She like, "You a gorgeous little gangster"
She said I talk like a taurus
But I fuck like a cancer
And a bunch of young niggas
That'll make you run, nigga
Beam on the gun, nigga, I'm the wrong one
Nigga
I'm the main one, I can't run
Eyes red like Saint John's
Broke down the work in eight corners
Now the like eight farms
One king and eight pawns
Pull up in 'bout eight foreigns
I hit it then run like I got eight warrants
800K chorus
Three quarter minks out the forest
Pull up in them Ashton Martins
Got low, now it's back to ballin'
Bet I'll slang Eve out the garden
Like I'm Nore
Know the Cokeboys get it cheaper
Got my top down, my feet up
Nigga sleep is when we creep up
Smokin' on that ether, cup of lean
I pull up in that you can't afford this
Fresh up off the block
Now I'm on the Forbes list
I'm walkin' down your block
Like I'm a tourist
Packs in it, dark tinted, black Camaro
Got the Cubans for the stash
I'm Robert Deniro
Millionaires, all my niggas fly in Lears
South Bronx, King Arthur gon' grab a chair
Where it's fire, there is smoke
G5 in the air
French and Pop Smoke blowin' smoke
That don't see it clear
Top charts in the field
Top dogs in the buildin'
I said I'm a double G
Please don't trouble me
Rocks all in my socks, guns up in my brief
If a nigga movin' wok that's when he gon' see
All the Woos pop out the cut, tottin' 33s
I'm dark skinned and handsome
She like, "You a gorgeous little gangster"
She said I talk like a taurus
But I fuck like a cancer
And a bunch of young niggas
That'll make you run, nigga
Beam on the gun, nigga, I'm the wrong one
Nigga