Double Tae - LaLaLa

Bitch stop the cap, torn ACL
We can take it, if they wanna take it there
Tae and Tae, I can't think of a greater pair
Stay inside, niggas know that it's safer there
About my people, I swear I'll take the chair
Nigga fuck happy homes, have a great affair
My ex talk like she really done upgraded
Please believe me, that new nigga hate it there
Been a hell of a week, what a hell of a time
Come on, let's take a stroll through a helluva mind
Sick of hoes, I might bag me a Delaware dime
First to discover me, what a hell of a find
Will I be local, Or will I get signed
Stay tuned, only thing that will tell it is time
Pigs caught my dawg with some weed and a gun, now my body can't stomach the smell of a swine (Oouu)
Orange Mound what the fuck is up
It ain't many, if any can fuck with us
He a bitch, beat his ass just to rough him up
And these niggas can't fight, keep a cutter tucked
It's some folks you can't help and I know it's rough
I done gave em layups, and they fucked it up
Don't run back telling me about such and such
He the big bad wolf, make em huff and puff
Aye, make rapping fun again
Niggas snakes and y'all honor them
I can't
Standing 10 toes versus a hunnid men
If you thinking I'm one of them
I ain't
When I told em I'm ill, they ain't know how to feel, and shit just to be real they thought it was a prank
Prince just like Will, now I'm king of the hill, and on God I been feeling like Bobby or Frank (Who)
Sinatra, my posture been awkward
Look, she gone go for the gang you can't stop her
Ain't had a heart since my daddy got locked up
And bitch I'm the sickest, someone call a doctor
I'm getting older, so I'm going harder
The glock got a kick like that bitch playing soccer
People been weirder, the winter been hotter
The world up in flames, but I'm still a Don dada
She a red flag like she sit in a coach sock
Keep a glizzy gen 4 in my load out
Long live the guys, turn my cup and I pour out
A demon lock eyes before she snatch the soul out
But I'm just wishing, that's some I don't know bout
Keep on walking on beats like a door mat
All of the days we was broke, time to show out
And I'm making plays like I caught it then toe tapped
I keep on proving the haters wrong
Give a fuck what a hater on, fuck em all (Aye)
Crab legs fore I take her home
And I guarantee later on, throw me her drawls (Aye)
I can't take breaks for long, work hard and play later on, know we gone ball, yea
Damn right I been shitting on em Give a fuck if they take it wrong, stuck in a stall
Aye, Tae

Written by:
Deunta Jeffries

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