Double Dutch (in Amsterdam Witt It) Lyrics - Kevin Gates

Yo Pi'erre you wanna come out here? 

Who you talking up? 

Ay, please leave me alone 

I'm on the Breadwinner swim team 

I dived into you shit 

Every night I pray to God that the Lord forgive me 

Somebody try me and don't top me, then they coming with me 

You just be talkin', I be stalkin' with that mini Glizzy 

You ever cross me, I'ma lay you in a coffin with it 

I been thuggin' all my life, this a cold sport 

Big ol' Muslim up in rank, and I'm like Jeff Fort 

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Bread Winner, big driver 

Bitch, you ain't living like I'm living, you a dick rider 

Bread Winner, big driver 

Bitch, you ain't living like I'm living, you a dick rider 

They know we move like ghosts out here 

I'm moving in the signs of these nine you heard me? 

I pull up by myself solo, presidential 

I got 10,000 angels with me, you know what I'm saying 

[?] was knowing how I was coming 

Division 9 gang members saying they gon' fly today 

I got my shirt off in this bitch, like why this bitch ain't flyin' yet? 

I'm up in rank and mutual con, I got Mehico and fog 

I got bricks of that perico, I'm a Puerto Rico dog 

They said I couldn't kill my way to the ClearPort 

But where I'm from, you want respect, you gotta kill for it 

Hold up let me take this call, this lil' bitch, her fine-ass 

Put that pussy on me slow, bow-bow, grip her fine ass 

Our videos, we don't post, old hoes do the most 

Me and bae made a toast, look at them like jokes 

Get to turning up my nose, if they ever wanna approach 

Like what's happenin' with you? 

I hope you know I ain't just rappin' with you 

I had my back against the ropes, you started actin' different 

My nuts be hangin' to the floor, I got that package with me 

Straight off the boat, I got that dope and got to swaggin' with it 

Ay bitch, I double up, I have the gutter tucked 

I bought a peppermint flip to a buttercup 

I'm not ashamed to admit, shit, I love a slut 

I like to hit from the back, grip the bubble butts 

Amsterdam, by the water, bitch, I'm in a dam with it 

Used to do Camaro's on a slab with the wham in it 

Now I'm seeing things, living foreign, sippin' teas, I'm important 

Yellow thing, we recording, riding me like a 'Rari 

I'ma keep standing tall, tatted back, and I'm scarred 

Like a [?], big dreams, got 'em all (Thumbin' through it) 

I'm in magazines, I don't pour it 

I'm takin' chances, made a champion 

Half of you who judge me, probably wouldn't know what disaster was 

Phone number's platinum, I got action on the cannabis 

We not like we used to, you not on my calendar 

Heavy in my new coupe, no one in the passenger 

She like, what's happenin' with you? 

I hope you know I ain't just rappin' with you 

I had my back against the ropes, you started actin' different 

My nuts be hangin' to the floor, I got that package with me 

Straight off the boat, I got that dope and got to swaggin' with it 

Ay bitch, I double up, I have the gutter tucked 

I bought a peppermint flip to a buttercup 

I'm not ashamed to admit, shit, I love a slut 

I like to hit from the back, grip the bubble butts