Triple Threat Lyrics

Uhn uhn uhn

Uhn uhn come on

You already know how the fuck

I'm coming

Uhn uhn let's go

Gang gang gang

We slide in a all black jeep

Me and my niggas you see we three deep

He say he getting money but show me the breach

Off of the drugs my life on repeat

I'm changing my number bitch I'm out of reach

That bitch on her knees and she ready to preach

These hoes like dogs man that bitch need a leash

We slide on the opps all u heard was a screech

I'm stacking that money I'm stacking that cheese

Got dreads on my head and I dyed them with bleach

Double C's on my feet and that shit cost a G

I cop me a paint and I'm serving the feens

I tote me a Forty that shit got a beam

That nigga he run up he see that it's green

That bitch she on dick I'm tryn see what she mean

Uhhhn

Bitch I got back in my bag

Walk in the mall I don't look at no tags

These other niggas they in last

He Say he shooter his ass in the grass

Real diamonds this ain't glass

I Spent a cool ten that shit probably your stash

I run to the money like flash

To drunk off the basa I hope I don't crash

Clicked up with my clan and we ready to thrash

Her head was some shit so i ashed on her ass

Nissan I put my foot on the gas

Coolan and booted like Nike I do it

Coolant kit came with a tool in it

Shooting shit opp niggas know what I do with it

Who with it I'm tryn see if he shoot with it

I'm with it letting off shots at his new fitted

Uhn

I was on bail off some stupid shit

Feds pulled up on me got bagged with the tool in it

Off of these Perkys I swear that I'm losing it swear that I'm losing it

You alrdy know how the fuck we coming man

We taking over this shit

Uhn, damn

Burberry frames I'm so high I get dizzy

Two door coop when I slide i get busy

Forty on me I ain't lacking it's with me

Run up on me he get hit with that switchy

How he gonna run on his man that shit iffy

Real shit that be no cap that's on kizzy

Freak bitch she off the titos she litty

I put my instagram under her titty

Free car it's time to spin and get busy

Free drugs Nigga so come and get with me

Get back ima leave it to the smitty

Big blood nigga I'm fucking your biddie

We just the hottest niggas in the city

Getting that money Nigga like I'm diddy

To high of the perks nigga I ain't kidding

Uhn uhn

Bitch I ain't popping no Perks

I'm cleansing my body cause I'm really putting in work

Sundress season my hand up her skirt

One false move it could get that boy hurt

Uhn

I know some scammers and jammers

They scam ya then ghost shit like they was a phantom

Uhn

My diamonds and they prensin'

Your hoe on me dancing

Mqueen yeah she loving the fashion

Uhn

He back on that shit again

That bitch she a freak yeah she bout to go sin again

I hide from the jakes hit the cut then I spin the bin

The gun jammed up he got beat with the grip again

Uhn

I'm on a road to a million

We bracing these niggas and shooting civilians

I deck the Camaro I was deep in my feelings

Had to cop me another one it's a hellava feeling

That bitch she be bugging she geeking for pictures

Like get off my dick i ain't on that you tripping

I call up fat Marc when it's time for a mission

Went on back to back hits and we bout to go spin again

Gun go and it boost my adrenaline

Feeling like fifty I'm taking out many men

I'm not on the court but I'm shooting I'm ten for ten

If he ain't home we make sure we spin again

I'm in my mode and I'm bugging

I'm off a perk I'm geeking to bus it

Bro I'm the cut he geeking and clutching

One false move he ready to up it

Fuck it

I'm out sliding with gang

Can't use his whole body he dead in the brain

That nigga run up I'm taking his chain

One shot to his back it left a big stain

I just want the money don't fuck with the fame

That nigga a loser and his man is a lame

I can't see shit

Behind these Burberry frames

I take the last shot end game like I'm dame

I'm a loose screw might be slow in the brain

I pour me a four take it straight I'm insane

I'm driving to fast better stay in ya lane

I'm breaking her back and I'm feeling like bane

Slatttt

Reversing the whip

I'm in and I'm out like a chip with some dipp

Got some old money

New money I flip

I kick the bitch out she went home in a Lyft

She call me a kid I ain't fucking with tricks

My man he out bmore

He a fool with them blicks