Correction Lyrics Triple Double by French Montana

Featuring(s) : Mac Miller & Curren$y

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Lyrics

[French Montana]
Highed up, thinkin' 'bout the best move next
Like f*ck JetBlue, I need a blue jet
Never underestimate the underdog greed
Best thing came up out the north east
Came up, what a hell of a man
.44, long nose, call me Elephant Man
Drag the nigga from the bottom of the bottom, homie, I could tell
From crabs in the bucket to the lobster tail
Back in my livin' room shack, work flipped in back
Nigga trippin' the set, I gotta lick here
Now a nigga show by the brick here
Like f*ck a good day, this a good year

Every day get paid, straight hustle
Club full of bad bitches, want all of 'em
Never know, holmes, might hit the triple double
Triple double, triple double, triple double
Never know, holmes, might hit the triple double
Trunk hard, top drop top, all on 'em
Never know, holmes, might hit the triple double
[Mac Miller]
Uh
Today was a good day, great day, yeah, it was a pay day
So make way for motherf*ckers only 'bout that grade-A
Makin' money now, what the f*ck you talkin' 'bout?
When these bitches start trippin', we just lock 'em out
(Gotta bounce) And that's a regular day
For that independent rap shit, I'm pavin' the way
They hatin' the way that I'm bathin' in Ape
Plus I'm comin' for your neck, better make your escape
I came in shittin' (Shittin'), wood grain grippin' (Grippin')
Bitches on that Cobain, cocaine sniffin'
But they just on a quest to be some rock stars
We party hard and we duckin' from them cop cars
Uh, It's Mac Miller, Montana
Smokin' blunts, bad bitches on camera
Took a second and got tatted on my neck and hands
You don't gotta love the music, but respect the man

Every day get paid, straight hustle
Club full of bad bitches, want all of 'em
Never know, holmes, might hit the triple double
Triple double, triple double, triple double
Never know, holmes, might hit the triple double
Trunk hard, top drop top, all on 'em
Never know, holmes, might hit the triple double
[Curren$y]
Uh
Get me on the court and I'm
Trouble in the exotic sports car, no top
Somethin' gorgeous inside it, askin' if she could drive it
They don't make this for novice, they make these for pilots
On wheels, three-piece stainless steel
Hater tryna throw mud, it's love, I came out standin' still
What's really real when these bitches behavin'
Like nymphos, all sex, crazy
Her home girl Molly came and got it poppin'
I'm just watchin', pullin' the lighter from my back pocket
Like that high karate; she won't kick it, sit by me
Come over to the crib, get hit by me
Woke her up and told her, "Get that money"
Tell them lames you were sent by me
It's Jet Life over here, partner
And plus nobody I know got popped in
New Orleans where I be, smokin' pot with your hoes
Avoidin' potholes on these streets, Andretti

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