Holla X2 - The Doppelgangaz

He waking up to dark liquor throw some cola in it

And some Chobani yogurt throw granola in it

Hit the road it’s like he got to pay a toll a minute

Look inside the wallet ain’t no Gorgonzola in it

Yo, you got the henny nigga?

You got a box of good and plenty nigga?

Took 'em both without the decency to say thanks

At the regency, with some pay to play skanks

Sipping on some Cabernet francs

Got a duffle bag looking like we play pranks

Cus it’s full of blonde wigs and some grey spanks

Yo we hitting banks even Joseph A. Banks

And we got your local Hess robbed

Cashier looking like she work a desk job

Natural looking like she got a breast job

Shorty had the shaved nape with the fresh bob

Feel it in your chest God

Give me a nigga nod

Ayo holla at me

But nigga don’t holla at me

He can’t chief with a lung impaled

Cutting out the beef, ate a ton of kale

Shorty teeth looking like her tongue in jail

Played the skin flute and she sung as scale

You brought the tito’s huh?

Lime chips and burritos huh?

Snatch 'em both watching the ashanti twerk vid

About to spill chianti on my shirt kid

Shit, and I was looking real dapper

Keep a tip drill with me and a till tapper

All you heard was shrill laughter

He finna to hit a lick for the thrill factor

But claiming that he innocent

Fishbowl aiming for the limo tint

You know a Ganga down to get dirty

Have that money up front or catch a net thirty

Nothing but net, heard me

Threw it at me like she Testaverde

Ayo holla at me

But nigga don’t holla at me