Trifecta ft. Ace Nine & Crispy Gotti Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Ooh, see why he ain't playin' crazy
Damn, y'all ain't made of this
Ooh, girl, that's paid
If I saw you how I'm livin, would you get mad
Five niggas on one, boutta win a club, man, that's lit sad
Scrapin' up a chain from all of them, tryna pay the tab
I wish I would be like that, bro, beat my ass
If you wanna talk, pay, nigga, we can play
I can pull a dub off, everything I can say
Twelve hundred on my jeans, bought a dub off my face
Ten and all, pocket, that's a cool forty around my waist
Nigga, don't get me started, cause I'm talkin' life
Bro said stand up in it, don't let up
And a nigga like my people said, I won't go be shit
I passed them niggas twice, it's love and loyalty
Yo, but here, if it's round to round
If I told you what it was, would you get mad
Two niggas try to ride, one dead, one got his shit bad
I don't like to keep the same cash, I gotta flip that
I don't like to wear the same designer, I do mismatch
See my nigga with a bad bitch, you gon' hit that
He like, bro, chill, I just met her at a kickback
Shot at a nigga with a six, sorry, he got kickback
Damn, you don't see that right there, how you niggas miss that
Switchin' on your own fam, how you gon' fix that
Don't come over here with the bullshit, I ain't with that
White bitch came in the room, where your lip at
Keisha been askin' me all day, where your lip at
Look, Keisha, I ain't got none
Call up my nigga Lil Maze, he get mad, he'll pop some
Why these niggas askin' for the price, but ain't gon' cop none
Why he actin' like he a killer? He ain't droppin' none
When niggas gon' stop with this cap shit
It's hard for me to understand, you know you gotta ask
I been playin' GTA online, I need a admin
I been juggin' all day online, my system crashed
You a bitch, lil' baby, me and Ace be outside
Take a picture of her eyes, bet you see a dollar sign
Can you do it with no hands? Let me see you ghost ride
Been seein' her ass cum, I was rubbin' her thighs
I'm like, dollar after dollar, bust it up because I wanna fuck
And Ricky, baby, tell me if you afraid to rush
I was fallin' off the bed, tryna get a nut
West side in the air, baby, keep in touch
That's hard, that's hard
Hey, Ace, hey, Ace, that's hard, nigga