Fredo Santana

Fredo Santana - Double Up lyrics

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Ft. Gino Marley

(Hook)

Smokin so much goddamn weed cuz my nerves bad

Lookin like the goddamn police, ain't gon serve yo ass

Sippin' on the double cup, yeah, that purple splash

Nigga thinkin' boxin' me? Shiiit I'mma pop his ass

Finessin', jugg, double up, get my money up!

Finessin', jugg, double up, get my money up!

Finessin', jugg, double up, get my money up!

(Verse: Fredo Santana)

Mary Jane, Mary Jane, Mary Jane

Goddamn, I luv smokin' Mary Jane

In the trap house whippin cocaine (Whip!)

I luv all my bitches, ain't got no main!

(I luv ya main

I turn your T-Shirt red, boi

I put them killers on your head, boi

One phone call and you dead, boi

Shit, I put that on my dead, boi

Money talk and I talk dat

I look like money when I walk past

War time, let's spark fire!

You don't wanna cross pile

Cross me then foes down!

Real street nigga, no cosign

Got a bad bitch on my Facetime

Talkin' 'bout givin' me face time

Smokin' on this Kushy

And I got this shit from Cali

Tottin' on this thirty

Don't need no suckers round me

(Hook)

Smokin so much goddamn weed cuz my nerves bad

Lookin like the goddamn police, ain't gon serve yo ass

Sippin' on this double cup, yeah, that purple splash

Nigga thinkin' boxin' me? Shiiit I'mma pop his ass

Finessin', jugg, double up, get my money up!

Finessin', jugg, double up, get my money up!

Finessin', jugg, double up, get my money up!

(Verse 2: Gino Marley)

Finessin', jugg, double up, get my money up

I'm trappin', what's good, big bank rolls my money out

All my trapspots hot as fuck but Marley just don't give a fuck

Double up, break it down, bag it up!

Trunk loads, I be crammin em

In my trunk, grams in em

And Nike bags with cash in em

And since I'm Gino Marley off my name, I be taxin em

High speeds chasin down the E-Way I just laugh at em

All my pockets, cash in em!

And all my t.h.o.t.s, ass on em!

Talkin' work nigga! Then you know I spend my last on em

Well time up, nigga, then you know I take this last from him

Gotta get yo money up or get the fuck away from us!

And if we ain't grow up with you nigga, ain't no shakin' up

I been a hood nigga, guess that's just the way they raise me up

Young trap nigga, from sundown to this comin' up

Double up, double up, double up

Turn one to a couple em

Double up, double up, double up

Finnessin shit, my money up

(Hook)

Smokin so much goddamn weed cuz my nerves bad

Lookin like the goddamn police, ain't gon serve yo ass

Sippin' on the double cup, yeah, that purple splash

Nigga thinkin' boxin' me? Shiiit I'mma pop his ass

Finessin', jugg, double up, get my money up!

Finessin', jugg, double up, get my money up!

Finessin', jugg, double up, get my money up!

Thanks to rich for correcting these lyrics

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