Two Tone Rebel - E-dubble

Hop to it with the fluids

Study like a student who be fucking with them truants

(I never left!)

No pack but I still smell sewage

Catch me blowing on that loud like a motherfucking tuba (Like a motherfuckin'

tuba!)

Like it’s motherfucking Zumba

Robot drop top cut-throat mula (Cut-throat mula)

Hopped out that Uber

Brand-brand new shoes no newer (No newer)

Don’t fuck with me I got that Two Tone Rebel shit stuck to me, uh!

And it’s a luxury, fucking with these beats got me living comfortably, uh!

(Comfortably!)

And what I provide is the soundtrack that proves that we went through this life

Never divide, always survive

(Okay folks, we have arrived)

Yeah, jazzers on deck when I come through

No Five-O on my gumshoe

We got more kicks than a kung-fu

Flick fuckboy might get it when he come to

But he don’t seem like he’ll be waking up

Most slept on him, fuck it, cousin, show me love

Two-one-fifth in my veins don’t get it fucked

Run up on me wrong, I won’t even fuck a knuckle up

Roughly about the size of Shaq, I fire back

I fire first, the damage hurts

The chorus hits, the drums are sick

Got kids out in Dubai bangin' my old shit

The dude is home

The wheels are clean

The flow is mean

I been E-dubble since the days of between

And god damn, (What?) I’m about the Shoulder Lean

Like Young Dro and T. I

Ya, (Lock and loaded) ya

Drama, they like me (Uh)

Full-size don’t psych me (Uh)

Pull up on eighteens and, yeah, they just like me (Ay)

V8 all in mine, my wheels and my rims shine

R/T go hard G, no question with wind chimes

Front for that sponsor, front for that front doe'

If they can each time, my horse would be front row

Fuck what they came for, I know what they came for

My name is E-Dubble and I am not made

Fuck plan B, I got a plan for it

I put my head down and I just ran for it

Couldn’t see the pitfalls that I ran towards

Moving so fast I was coming out my airforce

Keep the shoes on, get your move on

Stop slippin', you been trippin' way too long

Both shoes on, new true song

Rings a bell?

Well, it must be Two Tones, uh!

Jazzers on deck when I come through

No Five-O on my gumshoe

We got more kicks than a kung-fu

Flick fuckboy might get it when he come to

But he don’t seem like he’ll be waking up-waking up

Most slept on him, fuck it, cousin, show me love-show me love

Two-one-fifth in my veins don’t get it fucked

Run up on me wrong, I won’t

(Lock and loaded)

Jazzers on deck when I come through

No Five-O on my gumshoe

We got more kicks than a kung-fu

Flick fuckboy might get it when he come to

But he don’t seem like he’ll be waking up

Most slept on him, fuck it, cousin, show me love

Two-one-fifth in my veins don’t get it fucked

Run up on me wrong, I won’t even fuck a knuckle up

Jazzers on deck when I come through

No Five-O on my gumshoe

We got more kicks than a kung-fu

Flick fuckboy might get it when he come to

But-but-but-but he don’t seem like he’ll be waking up-waking up

Most slept on him, fuck it, cousin, show me love-show me love

Two-one-fifth in my veins don’t get it fucked

Run up on me wrong, I won’t

(Lock and loaded)