Songtext Double g French Montana

Double g

So we good?
Ah (Shoutout 808Melo)
Grr, ah, woo
Swerve
Look

I said I'm a double G, please don't trouble me
Rocks all in my socks, guns up in my brief
If a nigga moving Wock', that's when he gon' see
All the Woos pop out the cut, totin' .33s
I'm dark skinned and handsome
She like, "You a gorgeous little gangster"
She said I talk like a Taurus, but I fuck like a Cancer
Got a bunch of young niggas that'll make you run, nigga
Beam on the gun, nigga
I'm the wrong one, nigga

Ayy
I'm the main one, I can't run
Eyes red like St. John's, broke down the work in eight corners
Now the crib like eight farms, on? king and eight pawns
Pull up and bought eight foreigns
I hit it, th?n run like I got eight warrants
800K chorus, three quarter mink out the forest
Pull up in them Aston Martins
Got low now it's back to ballin'
Bet I'll slang Eve out the garden
(What-what-what, what-what, what?)
Like I'm N.O.R.E, Know them Coke boys get it cheaper
Got my top down, my feet up
Niggas sleepin' when we creep up
Smokin' on that ether, cup of lean
[Bridge: Pop Smoke]
I pull up in that "You can't afford this"
Fresh up off the block, now I'm on the Forbes list
I'm walking down your block like I'm a tourist

Packs in it, dark tinted, black Camaro
Got the Cubans for the stash, I'm Robert De Niro
Millionaires, all my niggas fly in this
South Bronx, King Arthur, go and grab a chip
Where it's fire there's smoke, G5s in the air
French and Pop Smoke, blowing smoke, that don't see clear
Top charts in the field, top dogs in the building

I said I'm a double G, please don't trouble me
Rocks all in my socks, guns up in my brief
If a nigga moving Wock', that's when he gon' see
All the Woos pop out the cut, totin' .33s
I'm dark skinned and handsome
She like, "You a gorgeous little gangster"
She said I talk like a Taurus, but I fuck like a Cancer
Got a bunch of young niggas that'll make you run, nigga
Beam on the gun, nigga
I'm the wrong one, nigga