TFE Sheedo - Double Dutch

My heart so cold bitch, I could put it inside my cup
She jumping dick to dick, clique to clique, trying to double dutch
Pressure pack in the air, I told gang'nem to spark it up
She running from the work, told her she got to arch it up
Aye, don't be stiff when you shaking, don't even starch it up
Aye, keep that shit over there, bey dawg just park it up
The meds got me activated, it done charge me up
He ain't on shit, I done peep it, and I done call he bluff
I never miss when it's crunch time, I steady coming clutch
I trying to beat her back in, legs hurting, she need a crutch
Going hard, but I still thinking it ain't enough
More timing 'til I blow because it ain't too much
He could keep hating, but he ain't in the same lane as us
I sip the Henny, I boot up, just like some Timberlands
I like to mix meds with my soda, for the feel of it
That mean I like my sprite dirty, it ain't no cleaning it
She ain't secluded with her coochie, had the team in it
Pop out with a clean fit, and still leave a stain with it
Only the family in my eyes, it ain't no changing it
Bad little vibe, slim waist, she petite with it
She got a attitude, but she a little sweet with it
She come in with her friends, but I is the one she leaving with
She want a top figure, she ain't wan a lame in it
Her boyfriend is a goofy nigga, she ashamed of him
Bounce on her line, no lipping, I trying to carry that
She leave her nigga for me, but I ain't even cuffing that
Gal posting how she love him, and he was just trusting that
Only wanted a little feel, then he could have her back
My heart so cold bitch, I could put it inside my cup
She jumping dick to dick, clique to clique, trying to double dutch
Pressure pack in the air, I told gang'nem to spark it up
She running from the work, told her she got to arch it up
Aye, don't be stiff when you shaking, don't even starch it up
Aye, keep that shit over there, bey dawg just park it up
The meds got me activated, it done charge me up
He ain't on shit, I done peep it, and I done call he bluff
I never miss when it's crunch time, I steady coming clutch
I trying to beat her back in, legs hurting, she need a crutch
Going hard, but I still thinking it ain't enough
More timing 'til I blow because it ain't too much
Trying to run it up and swerve inside a scat pack
Hope I don't OD, the meds fucking up my cardiac
Fuck a heart attack, I trying have a Yak attack
I on my lonely, fuck company bitch, I never lack
I never falling off, bitch I could never slack
How much M's I want, bitch I want like 10 of that
And she addicted to me, just like she doing crack
These niggas can't fuck with me, and bitch that's a fact
Hoes all on my dick because a nigga rap
But I got to stay focused, 'cause that's a set back
Stay inside your girl mouth, just like a TicTac
He only dissing 'cause he really want his bitch back
But from she go top figure, she ain't going back
Nigga low key trying to be me, I be peeping that
He trying to diss me too, yeah dawg, I seeing that
Say they don't see me 'bout to make it, dawg they dreaming that
I trying to cop a Trackhawk and switch lanes in that
And if you fucking with the opps, then you is a bitch too
And don't be beating 'round the bush, come get your issue
More timing for them jokers, we soon get you
And I put that on the gang

Written by:
Rasheed Dewar

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