Triple Double

[Hook] Double, Triple I'mma make this plain and simple Triple, Double So much mula we in trouble Double, Triple We gon make it so you cripple Triple, Double Too much mula we in trouble Double, Triple I got nickels top of nickels Triple, Double Hundred hundreds you in trouble Double, Triple No such thing as plain and simple Triple, Double Got you hooked now you're in trouble [Verse 1] I know It's been a while but I'm back now Coppin' this designer shit, but I'm wack, how? I'mma say something yo' ass didn't know about How to rap, I know, talk smack now Say whatever you wanna say to me Come and find me under a money tree With the shady leaves Get a refreshing breeze And I'mma never leave And that's guaranteed Try to shut me down that's torture All that's gonna do is put more gas in my lighter And when I get the fire, I'mma torch ya Scorch ya, disort, distort so basically I'mma contort ya In various ways, In a variety of shapes Open up the gates, to let the neighbours gape Nah I'm not sick, I'm unstable But I'm stable nuff to not jump a stable I'm kinda too damn unstable But I'm able enough to not Finish off what I started A bugattis Not good enough to ride in Gimme that tricycle with the 10 inch rims So I can pull right up to the party Get it started. Pick a 40 And take some shots on a nice Ducati So sporty you know we Rock this place so that the ops come ever so shortly Thats how we do [Hook] [Verse 2] Okay 2nd verse, time to kick it and get lyrical Don't look at me wrong if I get stereotypical Imagine I was a criminal Or one of the many villanelles Now typically I wouldn't be Thats not possible, physically Naah I'm just messing with you But are you messing with me? Lets say I did something wrong.. Promise that you wouldn't leave No matter what it might be Or even what it might seem The other one in the league Is just a nominee So don't worry 'bout me Better don't worry 'bout B B then don't worry 'bout U And then I guess we all cool Too cool for school we rule And you lose, you drool We too cool for rules Us kid g's only doodle Oodles and oodles of noodles and poodles And Bubbles in puddles and Words up in jumbles under rubble and There's a little funnel full of pancakes and mud we'll put it all over Jazz's face Now there's a little problem with what I have become I've been breathing things and been reading things And I don't think I'm done I've been seeing things, been dreaming things That have me on the run I've been hiding things, don't abide by things And that's just number one See there's levels to these things That basically stay the same But I skipped all of those levels I'm not involved in the game And I'm worse then a devil I'm a rebel making a name So come at me with what you got But I'm 100% Insane Or I might be [Hook]