Wäy2Cleän ft. luvvshai Lyrics

I double the cup

Pouring it up

Know that we fill it with lean

I got the chopper you know it won't miss

Know that we aim at his bean

Chrome heart all on the tag know that it's chrome hearted all on my jeans

Young nigga way too fly

Young nigga rich, nigga way too clean

Young nigga way too fly

Young nigga rich, nigga way to clean

I count up my money and double it already know that it's way too green

We shooting him up and gunning him down you know that we leaving the scene

Ain't talking money then you better leave cause' you already know it's the theme

Young nigga Way too clean

Gotta bad bitch she too mean

Everybody look when I step on the scene

I just wanna count up the green

I just wanna ball with the team

My bitch wants a bust down Celine

I just done her wrist then I bust out her spleen

I just wanna count up the racks

I just wanna get me a bag

These niggas they going out sad

Fuck a rollie I don't need to brag

I'm with the homies we counting up cash

These niggas bologna I don't fuck with that

When you rich like this lil bitch

Know you might get lit like this

I got your bitch popping out for a fit

If she popping for me then she'll pop for the clique

I'm popping his bean if he keep talking shit

Turning crops into cream off a dream now i'm lit

Give a fuck what you say bitch we sending a blitz

Got choppas for oppas we letting it hit

We making them spin like a beyblade tell him let it rip

Got em screaming mayday we making it flip

I double the cup

Pouring it up

Know that we fill it with lean

I got the chopper you know it won't miss

Know that we aim at his bean

Chrome heart all on the tag know that it's chrome hearted all on my jeans

Young nigga way too fly

Young nigga rich, nigga way too clean

Young nigga way too fly

Young nigga rich, nigga way to clean

I count up my money and double it already know that it's way too green

We shooting him up and gunning him down you know that we leaving the scene

Ain't talking money then you better leave cause' you already know it's the theme

Ain't talking money then what is we talking bout'

We pull up we hop out we shoot at your mommy house

We getting the cheddar you feigning for cheese

I had your bitch and she all on her knees

Pull up from way back in feeling like Dame

Shoot at his bean I got accurate aim

Hitting this bitch but not asking her name

Don't understand niggas they acting the same

Nigga a rat he a motherfuckin' cop

Bought a new coupe and I swerve off the lot

Aim at his fro at his motherfuckin' top

Bitch in the photo you know she get cropped

Banana the clip

Banana the clip

Banana the clip

I bust on her lip

I fuck her and dip

Look at my diamonds

Look at my watch yeah it's sinking a ship

I'll never trip

Smoking that gas know we high out the zip

2Wavy way too turnt

2Wavy way too clean

Lil' bitch why so mean

Fuck her and I left her on seen

I double the cup

Pouring it up

Know that we fill it with lean

I got the chopper you know it won't miss

Know that we aim at his bean

Chrome heart all on the tag know that it's chrome hearted all on my jeans

Young nigga way too fly

Young nigga rich, nigga way too clean