(Intro) Yo, roll it up, let the bassline ride, West Coast breeze with that island vibe. Laid-back queen, but my crown stay tight, Smoke in the air, and the mood just right. (Verse 1) Palm trees sway while I cruise in the ‘llac, Steel drums bump with the boom-bap slap. Gold on my wrist, got the sun on my back, Sippin’ on rum while I stack up the racks. Patois twist when I drop that heat, LA cool but my roots run deep. Gyal from the bay but I rep them streets, From Kingston sands to them Long Beach beats. (Hook) D.O.Double Gyal, yeah, you know the name, Rollin’ up slow while I light that flame. Smooth with the talk, but I spit that game, From the islands to the West, they all know my name. (Verse 2) Rude gyal flex with the G-funk bounce, Drape in silk, yeah, the drip don’t count. Sippin’ gin, still got the juice, Top shelf queen, never sip no goose. Big things baby, that’s how we do, From the block to the yacht, got the ocean view. Sound boy test, but they never come through, ‘Cause my clique stay thick and we roll in two. (Bridge) Palm trees, palm trees, sway to the beat, Smoke in the wind, yeah, the vibe stay sweet. West Coast girl with the island heat, Cali to JA, we don’t miss a beat. (Hook) D.O.Double Gyal, yeah, you know the name, Rollin’ up slow while I light that flame. Smooth with the talk, but I spit that game, From the islands to the West, they all know my name. (Outro) Yeah, we vibin’, roll it up, no stress, Sunset glow while I rep the West. Spliff in my hand while I count these checks, Exhale slow, let the smoke reflect. From the beaches to the streets, yeah, we stay so blessed, D.O.Double Gyal, nothing more, nothing less.
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