Freeze W1ck - Double Up

★ Freeze W1ck on the track, on the track ★

Made 500 then I doubled that, hella racks, Stormin' up the scene, you a fuckin' cat, Gettin' back, spittin' tracks, I relax
Know where I'm at, poppin' chex, makin' stacks

Yeah, 500 to a G, that's a heavy stack
I be stormin' up the scene, pussy you a fuckin' cat, Ima bounce back, drop a track, then I kick back, Ain't flexin', just collectin' checks, makin' pecks, yeah, that's a fact
Pop it, make it wop, got your mom on my cock, Lock on my croc, yo man's in shock, I won't stop
I'm a god, pop a pod, call me mod, check the bod, Ain't here to play, jump the pier, make 'em fear, drink a beer
Get fucked up, don't throw up, buy a slut, make her nut
Pet that pup, double up, drink the cup, live it up

Made 500 then I doubled that, hella racks, Stormin' up the scene, you a fuckin' cat, Gettin' back, spittin' tracks, I relax
Know where l'm at, poppin' chex, makin' stacks

Lights flash, cash stacks, yeah, I'm on a roll, Bitches on my line, yeah, they wanna know, Where I get the grind, how I make it blow, It's all about the hustle baby, gotta show

Fly a guy, make him cry, ask him to fuckin' try, That's how you know I made it, ain't no time to pivot
In the divot, let me live it, yeah, I'm fuckin' with it
Yo mom askin' me to "make a bomb,"
Droppin' beats, makin' songs, she's feelin' strong
Stackin' paper, countin' racks, never slack, In the back, smokin' loud, that's a fact, Got the heat, bring the fire, no denyin', I'm the king, gettin' higher, no supplyin'

Money long, bitches on, till the break of dawn, Hustle hard, playin' smart, never doin' wrong
Hit the club, throw it up, make it rain, Livin' life, fuck the strife, no pain, all gain
Pop a bottle, full throttle, go insane
Feelin' right, every night, champagne campaign
You know the deal, keep it real, fuck the fame, Just the paper, livin' major, that's the game

Made 500 then I doubled that, hella racks, Stormin' up the scene, you a fuckin' cat, Gettin' back, spittin' tracks, I relax
Know where I'm at, poppin' chex, makin' stacks

That's yo mom, how she ask me "make a bomb," Droppin' bars, spittin' hard, till the break of dawn, This the fuckin' song, where the money long, Double up, livin' large, now I'm gone

(At the fuckin top)
(Freeze W1ck on the track)