Текст песни Shadow Banned - Smooth Doubleb

Ouu Ouu ouu, I came through crashed the wipe
Your shawty with me, oui Ouu Ouu Ouuu
40 on my wrist oui, 40 on my bitch yeah
Your shawty wants to be smooth, Smooth like Doubleb
I cook her in a crockpot call it bon appetite
I get so much money when I spend it I get it back tenfold
I'm a hustler I stay ten toes, your shawty on my tip
I cook you in the microwave, put you blender Ouuuu
Put you in the hotbox, over baker Ouu oui
Air fryer on the heat, air fryer got the heat yeah, ugh ugh ugh

But I'll still be around cause we making a song together
Can't fuck with that dude on WhatsApp
Making slick comments I don't fuck with that
I see your true side and that's why I ain't going off-grid with you
You don't deserve my presence
But I'll stick around so we can just do a podcast together

Everyone is so happy for Friday, so upset when it's Monday
That just shows that you don't like your current position
Cause I love making music every day
But for you, you're just waiting for the weekend
My weekdays are my weekends, my weekends are my vacation
People love the sun, but can't stand the heat
They wishing it was colder
But hates when it's winter, make up your mind

Don't call me cute or adorable, call me handsome and sexy
On Triller they blocked me, they tryna hide my message
They shadow-banned me, but I got something up my sleeve
They deleted Afterlife Dawn complete edition
Just like how they did with the collab album
They know my power, they know my truth
And I be damned if I allow them to take over
Cause they ain't taking over shit

Ain't taking over shit, I'm making music to defeat my depression
Beat that pussy boy's ass because he was flexing
I'm not snitching, I'm confessing
I'm the teacher well what's the lesson
History so let me tell you the story
My man found out that his bitch was a man on Maury
Had to shoot him in court, hit him with three
Tie that bitch to a tree, I would've done it for free
Shit came to me, even if I was blind I can see
Had to put my cap down, real low down
Found out them niggas switched up their pronouns ugh

I speak up when I was young, even more, that I'm grown now
Uncle doing drugs his mouth is full of foam now, washing down my car
Asking for this bitch baby pictures
While I'm talking to her at the bar
Making sure she's who she is before things go too far
Not putting in my seatbelt, she was interested in how my meat felt
I never felt for her, reaching down to see if I had feelings for her
Digging down to look at the ceiling
And I told her I stand on top of shit