Jean Dawson, A$AP Rocky - Triple Double lyrics
Jean Dawson [David Sanders] California, U.S. 🇺🇸
A$AP Rocky [Rakim Athelaston Mayers] Harlem, New York, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Jean Dawson, A$AP Rocky - Triple Double lyrics]
I don't smoke menthol (More-more-m-m-menthol)
Got confetti in my lungs
(Confetti, in my, lung)
Got a broken jaw (Bro-ken-ken-jaw-jaw-jaw)
'Cause they won't shoot the one on one
(Shoo oo oot the one, one)
And I'm a ball hog, I ball hard
I'm all net, I'm all boards i'm no boy
I'm all gold, no glitter on me
I'm all soul, black Bowie with a lil' Kobe
I do better on my own i do better on my own
I do better on my own i do better on my own
It's hard to sleep when I don't dream
My eyes are red, staring at the street lights
Pa pa pa papa say, "Stay on my tools"
Back on my Ps and my Qs
I say, "Fuck all your Q and As"
Stood on my own twos, they ain't on my level
My E or my Q i put the G in the Q
Bitch, I'm a G and I'm cute
Parley with Jean in the coupe
She can't name the name of
My jeans and it's cool
I could just tell that they ain't
In my school, my league, my level
(Woo) they ain't Ivy league so
They more Irish Spring, clean
(Woo)
I'ma come clean 'til I leather my leather
(Woo)
Paint on my nail, but don't rattle my feather
(Boy) don't go and get killed by that
Lil' boy in the kilt
Yeah, I just bought a vest
And upgraded my will, yeah
That's how I feel, for real, yeah
Boy don't get tilt, yeah
Do do do don't get your cap peeled
Fuck you mean, how did it feel?
Yeah, now how does it feel? For real
(Get your shit chopped)
I do better on my own i do better on my own
I do better on my own i do better on my own
Big Karats on me, black girl, blond beach
Man of the year, girls in my ear
Diamonds and pearls in my hair, yeah
Sittin' sideways, Vo-Vogues to the concrete
R-Ric Flair drip, right here
Talk about Gucci, nine hundred pairs
They unaware homie ain't my homie
Don't act like you know me
Easy way to get your shit chopped
(Get your shit chopped)
Got confetti in my lungs
(Confetti, in my, lung)
Got a broken jaw (Bro-ken-ken-jaw-jaw-jaw)
'Cause they won't shoot the one on one
(Shoo oo oot the one, one)
And I'm a ball hog, I ball hard
I'm all net, I'm all boards i'm no boy
I'm all gold, no glitter on me
I'm all soul, black Bowie with a lil' Kobe
I do better on my own i do better on my own
I do better on my own i do better on my own
It's hard to sleep when I don't dream
My eyes are red, staring at the street lights
Pa pa pa papa say, "Stay on my tools"
Back on my Ps and my Qs
I say, "Fuck all your Q and As"
Stood on my own twos, they ain't on my level
My E or my Q i put the G in the Q
Bitch, I'm a G and I'm cute
Parley with Jean in the coupe
She can't name the name of
My jeans and it's cool
I could just tell that they ain't
In my school, my league, my level
(Woo) they ain't Ivy league so
They more Irish Spring, clean
(Woo)
I'ma come clean 'til I leather my leather
(Woo)
Paint on my nail, but don't rattle my feather
(Boy) don't go and get killed by that
Lil' boy in the kilt
Yeah, I just bought a vest
And upgraded my will, yeah
That's how I feel, for real, yeah
Boy don't get tilt, yeah
Do do do don't get your cap peeled
Fuck you mean, how did it feel?
Yeah, now how does it feel? For real
(Get your shit chopped)
I do better on my own i do better on my own
I do better on my own i do better on my own
Big Karats on me, black girl, blond beach
Man of the year, girls in my ear
Diamonds and pearls in my hair, yeah
Sittin' sideways, Vo-Vogues to the concrete
R-Ric Flair drip, right here
Talk about Gucci, nine hundred pairs
They unaware homie ain't my homie
Don't act like you know me
Easy way to get your shit chopped
(Get your shit chopped)