Triple Double lyrics

[Intro]
14, 14, 14, woah (808 got them smokers)
Big 14, n*gga, haha
With my motherf*ckin' hittas (Woah)
I been getting money with my motherf*ckin' n*ggas (Haha, yeah)
Make that sh*t double, baby, yeah, make that sh*t triple (Woah)
I been gettin money with my motherf*ckin' n*ggas

[Verse 1]
With my gang (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Wasn't love, it was f*ckin' pain (Woah)
Diamonds dancing on me in the rain (Woah)
Makin' money since I went insane
Huh, yeah
I cannot muhf*ckin' lie (No)
My b*tch she ride or die
Yo b*tch she ridin', why? (Ew)
She should just ride aside (Damn)
Come on along the ride (Yeah)
Come on along the ride (Yeah)
Come on along the ride
Huh, ayy

[Chorus]
Ridin' 'round with my n*ggas (Woah)
Ridin 'round with my gang (Haha)
Huh, ridin' 'round with my n*ggas
Ridin' 'round with my gang
Draco hit 'em up n*gga (Woah)
I don't really trust n*ggas (No)
Most n*ggas f*ck n*ggas (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Pull up and bust n*ggas (Haha)
Pull up and bust n*ggas (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah we gon' bust n*ggas
Said we gon' bust n*ggas (Hold up, yeah, yeah, yeah)
[Verse 2]
Yeah, they on me, on that chrome
Hit a n*gga in his dome, feelin' like I'm home alone
Feelin' like I'm Post Malone, singin' to the pus*y, ho
White Iverson ballin' (Yeah), gettin' money out they wallet
Gettin' money I ain't fallin', yeah why they f*ckin talkin'
Hit you with the wunderwaffe and put your b*tch on auction
That pus*y got a f*ckin' price, huh, in the kitchen whippin' white, huh
Yeah go and f*ck your side ho, yeah I go f*ckin' maestro
Trippie Redd, lil' Michael
Many rappers have my bible, duckin' dodgin' all the fake hoes

[Outro]
Damn, ayy
Rollin' 'round with my n*ggas
Rollin' 'round with my gang (Woah)
Huh
Rollin' 'round with my n*ggas (Yeah, yeah)
Rollin' 'round with my gang