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Double Team (feat. Gibski) Video (MV)




Performed By: Ghost Fried
Language: English
Length: 2:45
Written by: Ghost Fried, OTW Gibski
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Ghost Fried - Double Team (feat. Gibski) Lyrics
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Unh, unh, unh
C'mon
Man, GSB
My nigga Gib, man
OTW, man
C'mon
Unh, unh, unh
Unh, unh, unh
Unh, unh, unh
Unh, unh, unh
Unh, unh, unh
Unh, unh, unh
Shout out OTW make a call then I'm on the way
I don't get to sleep I'm trying to make it by the f*cking day
If I bail out switchy double tap and then I let it spray
Only be with shooters trynna shoot like we was Golden State
Riding double glock we spot a opp I told em trick or treat
Nigga play it crazy time to slide we bout to pick up three
I been in the field he not prepared he better pick up cleats
Said we Golden State bitch, f*ck a two we shooting shit from deep
Nigga watch your tone you trying to talk I'm shooting out his teeth
I been in his bitch that's why he mad
I'm talking meat to meat
I been on the block looking for fiends
I'm talking street to street
We hit all the hoes pass em around
I'm talking freak to freak
We hit all the hoes I'm trynna chill she getting in my skin
I just made a order where it's at I'm bout to grab a FN
Bro just grabbed a strike we bout to slide he snatching off the vin
We just made a hit it's me and Gib we coming for the win
Rapping on this beat yeah, I'm going for the f*cking win
I'm getting kind of dizzy with all the guys cause all we do is spin
Bought another zip
But it's gone
So I copped again
We got another strap let's see if these bitch niggas wanna fight again
It's 2024 get off your ass and get some f*cking pape
Had this little bitch I cut her off because that pussy stank
Shout out GSB them niggas solid they won't say a thang
Ghost said we in traffic I told him chill he always swerving lanes
Bitch always blowing up my phone so I let it rang
Drac got the 30 on his side told him do his thing
Mell hop out the middle of the man that boy insane
We never stopping till we get em gone then we call it game
Like what the f*ck
Like what we really on
This bitch hella freaky she just pulled up with a thong
She rappin all my songs like this shit was a sing-along
I don't need the whole thirty, two-three bullets get em gone
I'm in the outlet don't know the price just add it on
How you claiming all them niggas that you f*cking ratted on
Rapping shit feel like the ABC'S I feel like Baby Tron
F*cking on this bitch couldn't leave my bro tagged em on
Damn I need a standard f*ck the 30 man the clip too long
Riding behind my brother that's GSB nigga right or wrong
I been in the stu like back to back but this a different song
Spending all this money no limit bitch my pocket strong
Smoking all these backys see my eyes think I'm from Hong Kong
We just smoked a backy I ain't high we lighting up a bong
I love all my bitches but I cheat I don't care I'm wrong
Told the bitch to suck my dick and dip you ain't staying long
We just got the Don me and Gib we the double team
Plotting on this bitch I'm with the guys we gotta set the scheme
I don't check the price when I be shopping cause my money green
Riding with a 30 bet it hit it gotta double beam
Bout to shoot a three bro come in told em set the screen
I just need a backy pour me up but ian sipping lean
Had to dub the bitch she being nice I like my bitches mean
I just walked the stage and now I'm out like nigga f*ck the dean
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English

Unh, unh, unh
C'mon
Man, GSB
My nigga Gib, man
OTW, man
C'mon
Unh, unh, unh
Unh, unh, unh
Unh, unh, unh
Unh, unh, unh
Unh, unh, unh
Unh, unh, unh
Shout out OTW make a call then I'm on the way
I don't get to sleep I'm trying to make it by the f*cking day
If I bail out switchy double tap and then I let it spray
Only be with shooters trynna shoot like we was Golden State
Riding double glock we spot a opp I told em trick or treat
Nigga play it crazy time to slide we bout to pick up three
I been in the field he not prepared he better pick up cleats
Said we Golden State bitch, f*ck a two we shooting shit from deep
Nigga watch your tone you trying to talk I'm shooting out his teeth
I been in his bitch that's why he mad
I'm talking meat to meat
I been on the block looking for fiends
I'm talking street to street
We hit all the hoes pass em around
I'm talking freak to freak
We hit all the hoes I'm trynna chill she getting in my skin
I just made a order where it's at I'm bout to grab a FN
Bro just grabbed a strike we bout to slide he snatching off the vin
We just made a hit it's me and Gib we coming for the win
Rapping on this beat yeah, I'm going for the f*cking win
I'm getting kind of dizzy with all the guys cause all we do is spin
Bought another zip
But it's gone
So I copped again
We got another strap let's see if these bitch niggas wanna fight again
It's 2024 get off your ass and get some f*cking pape
Had this little bitch I cut her off because that pussy stank
Shout out GSB them niggas solid they won't say a thang
Ghost said we in traffic I told him chill he always swerving lanes
Bitch always blowing up my phone so I let it rang
Drac got the 30 on his side told him do his thing
Mell hop out the middle of the man that boy insane
We never stopping till we get em gone then we call it game
Like what the f*ck
Like what we really on
This bitch hella freaky she just pulled up with a thong
She rappin all my songs like this shit was a sing-along
I don't need the whole thirty, two-three bullets get em gone
I'm in the outlet don't know the price just add it on
How you claiming all them niggas that you f*cking ratted on
Rapping shit feel like the ABC'S I feel like Baby Tron
F*cking on this bitch couldn't leave my bro tagged em on
Damn I need a standard f*ck the 30 man the clip too long
Riding behind my brother that's GSB nigga right or wrong
I been in the stu like back to back but this a different song
Spending all this money no limit bitch my pocket strong
Smoking all these backys see my eyes think I'm from Hong Kong
We just smoked a backy I ain't high we lighting up a bong
I love all my bitches but I cheat I don't care I'm wrong
Told the bitch to suck my dick and dip you ain't staying long
We just got the Don me and Gib we the double team
Plotting on this bitch I'm with the guys we gotta set the scheme
I don't check the price when I be shopping cause my money green
Riding with a 30 bet it hit it gotta double beam
Bout to shoot a three bro come in told em set the screen
I just need a backy pour me up but ian sipping lean
Had to dub the bitch she being nice I like my bitches mean
I just walked the stage and now I'm out like nigga f*ck the dean
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Writer: Ghost Fried, OTW Gibski
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