Double Dutch

Duce, duce, duce, duce, duce, duce, double dutch Knew that they would fuck with us Shit ain't been the same since I'm filling up on power ups Loose, goose, double clutch Knew I had to run it up Tripled up the chain, now it's feeling like I'm dangerous What's happenin', what's cracking? Bring me to the action I'm wasting all this time, like I care about reaction I need some dollar signs, now I gotta get to stacking I'm coming for the cheese, got no time for looking back and How you feel? Probably worried about a fucking deal You're lease is adding up, right? Shit is getting real We chilling up on my side, my bitch behind the wheel Ain't nothing fuck with my pride, I gotta keep it real Or maybe keep my mouth shut, tight like it fitted Or maybe we can let my doubts run, wild through the city You need to get up off the couch hun, look where you're sitting You're blending in with the crowd hun, get up and shout some It's time, better call a mayday You know it's Landspeed back again to stay, stay I'm never moving back, time full of my shade, shade And shut the fucking floor till it's time to vacate Escape back home, cause it's getting late, late My rims spinning chrome, catch some speed like bay-blade I'm never moving back to the time to say hey And pick up that phone, better call a mayday Ay my man, can you see me? I'm dripping like it's Fiji I'll kick you in the head and all I'll fucking say is GG In the white body 23, my pace is just too sneaky I hit you with that three piece, just because you on my treaty, uh Cause I know, them punks, they wanna be me I been sliding with my bros, through valley, like you see me? It's too motherfucking cold, my wrist, it feeling busy And the whip, sitting low, under carriage turning gold Want a tape, like 3p with the 3K Boys strip seas, for speed, speed with some 2K Toys rouge running like meet me, it's that 1K For ya if you think you beat me, motherfucker Yeah my pocket getting skinny when my ego tend to flee Like I be pushing against the limit While I'm sliding in the streets I know you getting sick of that, because I keep it on repeat Like Gekko keep her fucking coming, like my bitches when in heat, uh It's time, better call a mayday You know it's Landspeed back again to stay, stay I'm never moving back, time full of my shade, shade And shut the fucking floor till it's time to vacate Escape back home, cause it's getting late, late My rims spinning chrome, catch some speed like bay-blade I'm never moving back to the time to say hey And pick up that phone, better call a mayday It's time, better call a mayday You know it's Landspeed back again to stay, stay I'm never moving back, time full of my shade, shade And shut the fucking floor till it's time to vacate Escape back home, cause it's getting late, late My rims spinning chrome, catch some speed like bay-blade I'm never moving back to the time to say hey And pick up that phone, better call a mayday