Double R (Dark Tints) lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah (Car!ton)
Dark tints, no they can't see in (Eighteen)
I'm the sh*t, had to beat the old man ass folk
Dark tints, no you don't see in
Haha, f*ck it
Rolls-Royce with the dark tints
No, they can't see in (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Yeah, uh, uh-huh
They still peep him
Of course, yeah‎‍

[Chorus]
Double R (Yeah) with the dark tints, no, they can't see in (Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh-huh, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Smokin' green, rollin' cat p*ss 'til I can't see at all (Uh, uh, uh, uh-huh)
Pockets lookin' like a fat b*tch, livin' lavish (Uh, uh, uh, uh-huh)
Money makin' is a habit, and I'm a addict (Uh, yeah, yeah, cha-ching)
Outer space, I be walkin', Mr. Martian (Lift, lift, lift, lift)
In my safe, I hold Benjamin Franklin hostage (Cash, cash, cash)
He ain't safe, killers get to him if he a target (Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)
In my way, I could have your head for a bargain (Yeah, yeah, decapitated, executed)

[Verse 1]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, young millionaire, feel like Ric Flair (Yeah, yeah)
They ain't think I was gon' make it this far
It's a big ol' shock, like electric chairs (Oh yeah)
Woadie wantin' what I got, so on my waist
It's a big ol' Glock, don't you dare (Ch-ch, grrah)
Between my legs, goin' in yo' b*tch face
Is a big ol' c*ck, plenty to share (Smash, smash), oh yeah
Young, rich, black kid, eatin' good, fat kid (Talk to 'em)
Growin' up, I was a bad kid (Yeah), hung around the savages (What else?)
Always liked fashion (Yeah), always liked bad b*tches (Of course)
Always popped prescription pills (Uh, uh)
Hid 'em in my cabinet (Uh-huh)
Purp, mixed with syrup, mix with the gas, equal bad vision (Yeah, yeah, yeah, Uh-huh)
If the conversation don't got nothin' to do with the cash
I ain't havin' it (Yeah, money)
Next car I buy gon' have two-hundred on the dash (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
n*gga, I'm Flash with it (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
If these n*ggas want smoke, we pullin' up on they ave (Skrrt), holdin' the cabbages (Boom, boom, boom)
[Chorus]
Double R (Yeah) with the dark tints, no, they can't see in (Uh, uh, uh-huh)
Smokin' green, rollin' cat p*ss 'til I can't see at all (Uh, uh, uh, uh-huh)
Pockets lookin' like a fat b*tch, livin' lavish (Uh, uh, uh, uh-huh)
Money makin' is a habit, and I'm a addict (Uh, yeah, yeah, cha-ching)
Outer space, I be walkin', Mr. Martian (Lift, lift, lift, lift)
In my safe, I hold Benjamin Franklin hostage (Cash, cash, cash)
He ain't safe, killers get to him if he a target (Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)
In my way, I could have your head for a bargain (Yeah, yeah, decapitated, executed)

[Verse 2]
Don't get in my way, shawty (Uh-uh)
Don't get in my way, shawty (Uh-uh)
Mini-AK, shawty (Brr, brah)
On the ground where you lay, shawty (Uh-huh)
f*ck what you say, shawty (Bah)
Go get to that K, K, K (Uh-huh)
All white Margiela, had to turn to a ski mask, now I'm goin' KKK (We ride, of course)
I'm on my raptor, b*tch, I floor it (Skrrt)
Feel like two hundred and fifty horses (Yee-haw)
When we comin' down the street
Me and my gang sound like two hundred and fifty Porsches (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, vroom)
Goldilocks, when she suck my c*ck, said, "It feel just right" (Yeah, yeah)
She blow it like porridge (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
He say he a dog, but he pus*y, Courage
'Cause she ask too many questions
b*tch, are you Katie Couric? (What?)
I speak my own language when I'm off the Percocets
I hit that b*tch with the Juice WRLD swerve (What she say?)
Last friday night, f*ck your b*tch like Katy Perry
Last night was a blacked out blur (Oh, yeah)
Hit the pus*y, get in the kitty
Hit it too good, that lil' b*tch purr (Prr, prr, prr)
I told that man, I f*cked his b*tch
He looked at her, then she concurred ("Did she really do that, Sally?")
Like damn, "Are you sure?" (Ha-ah)
She was sober when she did it
I ain't even let her drink no beer (Uh-uh)
'Cause I wanted her to remember that she f*cked on JuiceTheKidd (Yeah, uh-huh)
Yeah, I said JuiceTheKidd (Uh-huh)
That's 'fore I was rich (Did she get it?)
I was already f*ckin' your b*tch (Yeah)
[Chorus]
Double R (Yeah) with the dark tints, no, they can't see in (Uh, uh, uh, uh-huh, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Smokin' green, rollin' cat p*ss 'til I can't see at all (Uh, uh, uh, uh-huh)
Pockets lookin' like a fat b*tch, livin' lavish (Uh, uh, uh, uh-huh)
Money makin' is a habit, and I'm a addict (Uh, yeah, yeah, cha-ching)
Outer space, I be walkin', Mr. Martian (Yeah, yeah, Percocet)
In my safe, I hold Benjamin Franklin hostage (Yeah, yeah, cash, cash, cash)
He ain't safe, killers get to him if he a target (Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)
In my way, I could have your head for a bargain (Yeah, yeah, decap-, executed)