Double XL

Feat. Curren$y, Mickey Factz & Kendrick Lamar

I got my money, "¦ get back, got my money,

I smoke my weed I got my car, I got my money

And I never came down from the last time

But that don't mean nothing, niggers still climbing

Bitches popping bottles and they sipping pink diamonds

I took a break from the game and I seen these niggers clowning

The blouse worm be the same "¦ spitting at it

"¦ to the ones who instrumentally getting me popping

Balling without first learning the fundamentals, forget about it

Trying a 360 after middle, you ain't even learn to dribble

Twittle in my "¦ smoking that

watching hamster ass niggers running wheels going nowhere with their rhymes

Stop, glare "¦ big dawg "¦ tapped down, killing squares, riding around

Coolest nigger in the city, even when I'm not around

Smoking like I sing for 50 million and I'm underground

Smoking like I sign for 50 million still underground

I got my money, "¦ get back, got my money,

I smoke my weed I got my car, I got my money

I steal your bitch, I get my money, I take your bitch and give her dick and get everything and get money at her

And who we are, flow away above all, city

If I didn't rap I still look like a star, just admit, you know

You can spot me from up far, no big dummy chain that was so old for

Just a mention going up, it's nothing that I fire,

put the ladies sleeping over, slumber parties every night

Get your flights from "¦ sending me all over

Bring me to the club, cause all the bitches like

Word of the "¦ can call from Dakota, anger ...and call from a favor

And Brooklyn and Queens cause they got I'm a king

Avoiding tattoos, ...take the music "¦

My kicks so is fresh know "¦ from the ground, this nigger's too fly, can't get "¦ from the clouds

This ain't different my city but shit might as well, that's why "¦ spit is down "¦ well

Jet setup, I've been iller, cause vendettas with all of you Ben Stillers

These little fuckers take my endeavors, time for men sweaters under chinchillas

Train setters, kick killer my feet wear caskets

Fresh the death and rear glasses, ...bottles, rose petals and Ford models

who all follow my Twitter and still saw "¦

the enemy, got him in the frenzy, it's all about the benjies

I'm feeling like the "¦ block haters stop playing I'm so clean

My pockets love the earth baby they go green

sitting back in that cold thing, wanna rock the mike but she don't sing

messing with the flow king, kiss the gold ring, ...buttercup, or knuckle up to these punch lines that uppercut

Chillin in my teepee, no indian but he be

The realest shit I must admit I'm baskin in my feces,

My style is harder, yours is watered down they call it fiji,

The bible or my CD, both of them were said to be the