| Double down, double down, double down, double down, double down on myself |
| Imma make sure this felt |
| I don’t got chips on nobody else |
| Ain’t nobody do it like I do it |
| When I’m doing what I’m doing |
| I been proving I don’t really need a genre |
| Don’t need drama to get my stock up |
| I talk big but I back it up often |
| Out in LA I been packing up songs |
| And they’ll outlive me til I’m packed in a coffin |
| 'Bout to make a splash splish splash like dolphin |
| Hate need space — yea back the fuck off me |
| I make noise like sirens |
| I treat doubts like a lil orange pylon (skreech) |
| Swerving in and out with my 8 ball jacket |
| If I crash this gon be the beat I die on, I’ve worked |
| Over time as an underdog |
| Now this upper cut to your upper jaw |
| Messing up ya repertoire |
| I just do it for my reppin' dogs |
| Cuz I know that they’ve been reppin dog |
| Nahmsayin' |
| Double down, double down, double down, double down, double down on myself |
| Imma make sure this felt |
| I don’t got chips on nobody else |
| I just double down, double down, double down, double down, double down on myself |
| Don’t hit me on my cell |
| Imma ring work till I ring bells |
| Double down, double down, double down, double down, double down on myself |
| Imma make sure this felt |
| I don’t got chips on nobody else |
| I just double down, double down, double down, double down, double down on myself |
| Don’t hit me on my cell |
| Imma ring work till I ring bells |
| Holy guacamole I been holding holy water |
| Ever since my daughter gave me power |
| Give my gift that’s a baby shower |
| Instant destiny Tame Impala |
| Building this ain’t take an hour |
| Brick by brick it became a tower |
| Who you know do it better then the bruh bruh |
| I came up on Noreaga yelling what what |
| Bending genres in a figure 8 |
| It’s like a figure 4 when I’m on a roll |
| Album mode I been in the woods |
| But bet I’m back like Tiger Woods |
| No these here ain’t Balenciaga |
| I save the grip in my dusty cargos |
| Talk to myself and I trust the convo |
| Cuz all I said was |
| Double down, double down, double down, double down, double down on myself |
| Imma make sure this felt |
| I don’t got chips on nobody else |
| I just double down, double down, double down, double down, double down on myself |
| Don’t hit me on my cell |
| Imma ring work till I ring bells |
| Double down, double down, double down, double down, double down on myself |
| Imma make sure this felt |
| I don’t got chips on nobody else |
| I just double down, double down, double down, double down, double down on myself |
| Don’t hit me on my cell |
| Imma ring work till I ring bells |