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Featuring Trinidad James Produced by Beat Billionaire (Intro) We find Clark Kent, mild-mannered reporter for the Daily Planet walking the streets when from out of nowhere super hearing picks up… Double M G Double M G Double M G Double M G Official Double M G We flat out so to speak Let’s get it Bounce bounce bounce fool (Hook) Where’s your set ball? Me and my niggas we flat out (Double M G, Double M G… that BOA, that BOA…) Where’s your set ball? Me and my niggas we flat out (Double M G, Double M G… that BOA, that BOA…) Where’s your set ball? Me and my niggas we flat out (Double M G, Double M G… that BOA, that BOA…) Where’s your set ball? Me and my niggas we flat out (Double M G, Double M G… that BOA, that BOA…) Letras de canciones(Verse) Told you niggas you not fuck with us Hope you niggas do not fuck with us You caught feelings cuz it caught the attention She caught a flight, I thought I caught er now, what? Shout out to my brothers doe For me too, you gon sure haters when you love our hoes All echelon, God bless my soul Call for mic, infectious flow Callin mine vocab ain’t good but the suit I was in ain’t had no buzz These rap niggas never had me shook I am from a town that is ran by crooks Get the work from outta town for the money and the power Niggas step on all the platter like is alley fuck No yap yap, come get at me first No nigga better act your worth Understand niggas got to be heard Why the fuck niggas got to be heard? (Hook) Where’s your set ball? Me and my niggas we flat out (Double M G, Double M G… that BOA, that BOA…) Where’s your set ball? Me and my niggas we flat out (Double M G, Double M G… that BOA, that BOA…) Where’s your set ball? Me and my niggas we flat out (Double M G, Double M G… that BOA, that BOA…) Where’s your set ball? Me and my niggas we flat out (Double M G, Double M G… that BOA, that BOA…) (Verse) I usually don’t do freestyles cuz my style ain’t freak nigga I stay fresh from head to toe I stay fly from the feet up I see you’re looking for a real nigga Bitch, look up and you’ll see us You looking for your bitch nigga Don’t look up, she with Jesus Lord I say hallelujah, bitch pop the pussy Cuz she raise her hand and pop the pussy I’m with Wale, that’s MMG And that molly make her go woo And that money make me show off I say my grind with the rack dawg I’m a real nigga don’t do head tho My mama krill with my stash house In the easy box, nigga oh lord Nigga ziplocked in my Concorde They tell affairs, I don’t give a fuck I’m the man now, I’m the man now And that’s DC to the A Town I said DC to the A Town I’m gonna fuck niggas, that’s hands down But in DC they stay flat out (Hook) Where’s your set ball? Me and my niggas we flat out (Double M G, Double M G… that BOA, that BOA…) Where’s your set ball? Me and my niggas we flat out (Double M G, Double M G… that BOA, that BOA…) Where’s your set ball? Me and my niggas we flat out (Double M G, Double M G… that BOA, that BOA…) Where’s your set ball? Me and my niggas we flat out (Double M G, Double M G… that BOA, that BOA…) From Letras Mania