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Dubla - Lucy II (feat. RichieFloss) Lyrics



Dubla - Lucy II (feat. RichieFloss) Lyrics




Man I'm really trynna change my lifestyle up a little bit
Trynna get this ice on my neck
Check it

Talking like a rat I don't do that
Yeah you got a .2 but you wont shoot that
Good weed yeah I'm smoking on that boof pack
Rolls Royce bitch I'm riding with that roof back
Two chains two whips I got two straps
Aquafina diamonds yeah I drip that
Codeine in my cup yeah I sip that
Poppin percocets like some tic-tacs

Nigga call my phone
For his bitch back
Lil uzi nigga yeah I keep a big mac
I break a nigga like a f*cking kit-kat
You stay ducking fades
You ain't bout chit chat

F*ck nigga talk down with yo bitch ass
I'm gettin money flexed up with my rich ass
Young gettin paper
Flexin like a skater
Young nigga walk in like Darth Vader

I'm your father
F*ck on your daughter
I'm with the gang nigga
No this not slaughter
Yeah niggas need to catch up
I get sauce on me
No ketchup

Big Dub where you at yo I'm right here
In the Mazda with the homie and he switchin gears
F*ck my birth date bitch my day is all year
I don't know when I'll blow but it's real near

Iv'e been up with your girl in the parking lot
One cup one girl that's a double shot
Big drum in the clip that's a 100 shot
You a fake probably run your mouth to the cops

Flows my woes switchin like clothes
On the move I stay on my toes
You a troll act like my clone
But you cant beat me what you think
How I spit on the beat

Kdizzle you a beast
But we had to kill the beat
Young Dub and Young LA and my homie Richiefloss
What's it cost
Cop a benz and a house
I been looking all around Puget Sound
Seattle bitches what I slay

Every day in my lane let your hair catch a fade
For my come up I will play understand
I'm the man 50 thousand in japan
I ain't f*ckin with the xans
For my gang I will stand
Gang gang

LA come and bring it back
Lemme smoke my dope
Time to roll another bag
Cuz I want my toke
You ain't even gotta lie
Bitch I run this show
You already know I'm fly
Wait hold up hoe

Talkin all that shit
No I won't get it
You just mad cuz I'm poppin
And I f*cked them friends
Imma ride for my brothers
No you can't get in
Hitch a hike lil bitch
You just hit dead end

Overtime at the spot
No comprehend
Now I'm livin at the top
When they said I can't
I been dreamin all about it
Since I been like 10
F*ck it now I'm growin up
Trynna stack my bread

Try and take over the top
You don't even know me
I just pulled up on bitch
Now she wanna blow me
I don't f*ck with disrespect
You already know me
So I ain't f*ckin with that thot
Pass her to the homie

Drop a big bag
On a track
Still they click that
Shawty really want the smoke
Let you hit that
You ain't matchin with the smoke
You can miss that
I'm out
I be higher than a bitch man

Shout out my brother Dub
Shout out my brother Yayo mane
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Man I'm really trynna change my lifestyle up a little bit
Trynna get this ice on my neck
Check it

Talking like a rat I don't do that
Yeah you got a .2 but you wont shoot that
Good weed yeah I'm smoking on that boof pack
Rolls Royce bitch I'm riding with that roof back
Two chains two whips I got two straps
Aquafina diamonds yeah I drip that
Codeine in my cup yeah I sip that
Poppin percocets like some tic-tacs

Nigga call my phone
For his bitch back
Lil uzi nigga yeah I keep a big mac
I break a nigga like a f*cking kit-kat
You stay ducking fades
You ain't bout chit chat

F*ck nigga talk down with yo bitch ass
I'm gettin money flexed up with my rich ass
Young gettin paper
Flexin like a skater
Young nigga walk in like Darth Vader

I'm your father
F*ck on your daughter
I'm with the gang nigga
No this not slaughter
Yeah niggas need to catch up
I get sauce on me
No ketchup

Big Dub where you at yo I'm right here
In the Mazda with the homie and he switchin gears
F*ck my birth date bitch my day is all year
I don't know when I'll blow but it's real near

Iv'e been up with your girl in the parking lot
One cup one girl that's a double shot
Big drum in the clip that's a 100 shot
You a fake probably run your mouth to the cops

Flows my woes switchin like clothes
On the move I stay on my toes
You a troll act like my clone
But you cant beat me what you think
How I spit on the beat

Kdizzle you a beast
But we had to kill the beat
Young Dub and Young LA and my homie Richiefloss
What's it cost
Cop a benz and a house
I been looking all around Puget Sound
Seattle bitches what I slay

Every day in my lane let your hair catch a fade
For my come up I will play understand
I'm the man 50 thousand in japan
I ain't f*ckin with the xans
For my gang I will stand
Gang gang

LA come and bring it back
Lemme smoke my dope
Time to roll another bag
Cuz I want my toke
You ain't even gotta lie
Bitch I run this show
You already know I'm fly
Wait hold up hoe

Talkin all that shit
No I won't get it
You just mad cuz I'm poppin
And I f*cked them friends
Imma ride for my brothers
No you can't get in
Hitch a hike lil bitch
You just hit dead end

Overtime at the spot
No comprehend
Now I'm livin at the top
When they said I can't
I been dreamin all about it
Since I been like 10
F*ck it now I'm growin up
Trynna stack my bread

Try and take over the top
You don't even know me
I just pulled up on bitch
Now she wanna blow me
I don't f*ck with disrespect
You already know me
So I ain't f*ckin with that thot
Pass her to the homie

Drop a big bag
On a track
Still they click that
Shawty really want the smoke
Let you hit that
You ain't matchin with the smoke
You can miss that
I'm out
I be higher than a bitch man

Shout out my brother Dub
Shout out my brother Yayo mane
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Writer: Luis Alfaro, Manny Tekeawe, Nathan Campos, Young Dub, Young LA
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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