Triple H ft. La' Spook Lyrics

I heard he passed away, we smoked the leader of the triple K

Pint last half a day, I wasted tryna be like Triple H

Know locations like the IRS will pull up where you stay

Shoot the Tech-9 upside down, I might as well call it a drake

I don't care if it's a penny, every day I'm getting paid

I say to myself in humble, I don't put it in they face

You just need some fame or paper, hoes be on go going crazy

Customize the Hemi with hydraulics like who won a race

I'm not tryna get too graphic in this song cause kids'll hear

Zephyrhills should sponsor me because I keep it crystal clear

Hate when turbulence is on a private jet, it pops my ears

I need 5 gum, sponsor me 5 M's for 5 years

They think it's so close but I'm ahead of them a light year

It was vivint, caught it all on camera, call up Naser

Before I die, gotta make a toast to all of my peers

Thought I told you that I had my standards, I ain't make it clear

I heard he passed away, we smoked the leader of the triple K

Pint last half a day, I wasted tryna be like Triple H

Know locations like the IRS will pull up where you stay

Shoot the Tech-9 upside down, I might as well call it a Drake

Hit the DX then I told her suck it like I'm Triple H

Brody hit the Dougie then rejects a bitch and walks away

Good sniper, hit his ass a couple blocks away

Pay the piper or else you can't go back to where you stay

Bitch you in the presence of a star, I'm in space so give me space

Always knew I'd make it far through all the pain and all the hate

You wanna create one with a pro, she gotta let me procreate

Pass a tool to this pro, you'll see what this pro creates

Out here gambling, taking risks, lil bitch I gotta poke her face

Out here calculating paper, you just mad you don't relate

Last year passed upon my haters, they might jump the golden gate

I wanna house a thousand acres till I see the golden gate

East coast is the best, the west is mid like Notre Dame

All these hoes tryna get at me but all you hoes the same

Open cases, open range, the closest way to go away

It don't matter if you cremate him, he still gon' smoke fame

I heard he passed away, we smoked the leader of the triple K

Pint last half a day, I wasted tryna be like Triple H

Know locations like the IRS will pull up where you stay

Shoot the tec-9 upside down, I might as well call it a drain

I don't care if it's a penny, every day I'm getting paid

I stay to myself and humble, I don't put it in they face

You just need some fame or paper, hoes be on go goin' crazy

Customize the Hemi with hydraulics like who wanna race