The Three Stooges (feat. Louie Ray & Yn Jay)

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Sparks comin' out the barrel, it's fire 3200 for a boat, gettin' higher
Been up the whole night, still doin' me, I ain't tired
Even though I did let her wear my chain, I ain't sign her
I only had a little bit of durian, I ain't blind her

I don't know how this bitch came and found me, I ain't find her
I let her ride front seat, I ain't hide her She got the ass she did, did again, now it's
wider
The story that I got probably bigger than that Shit, the shit that I done been through

that's deeper than that She push her baby out the pussy, how deep
is the cat
Okay, you say you gettin' money, how deep is your racks
How deep is your pockets

These niggas think they gettin' paid, tell them niggas stop it
I'm in Houston, hitting stores, I probably got my rocket
She seein' stars, she the type to f*ck the whole party
I put the beam on the chop to practice on my target

We can't get out, boy, a pass like that nigga Targ
Bitch, I'm taxin' for the Zot and I can't bargain
We don't give a f*ck how these niggas feel By any means, we gon' touch a meal
Ride Cullinan's diamonds in my grill I will not stop till I got a deal

Next day shippin', got it vacuum sealed
Nigga die from dinner, not eatin', nigga, gotta steal
Niggas show me some fake shit, like, this can't be real
Black chubby nigga off juice, like, this can't be steal

I know a nigga hungry for the perks, he just ate the pill
I don't play football no more, but I be in the field
I got flawless diamonds in my mouth, you can see the grill
I'm a grown man now, remember I was a lil' kid

I don't want a full slab, I just want a lil' wrist
I want an 8J, want an 810, okay I want an 8J, want an 810
Tell him bring a seal, I'm not doin' verses for a rack
That shit out the deal, I gross money, bitch

A hundred bucks to me, a dollar bill
I need to know what's goin' on, shootin' on, pop a pill
Ayy, I'm hittin' big shit, you couldn't cop a feel
You say you buy bowls, well, we growin', you can cop a feel

Ayy, Dre can't help you, like a lot of steel
I buy what I want, I don't gotta steal
Ice around my neck, give the bitches chills
Bonnie on his head and get them bitches killed

Yeah, then I feel you catchin' bullets like you Kenny Stills
Hellcat or the scat when we do the drill
Fuckin' hoes and doin' shots, bitch, my life lit
I just went to Johnny Dang for the ice kick

Amir is off the off-white, that's a light dick
Niggas sayin' that it's in them, I don't think it is
Damn, I got two bitches lookin' like them, I think they twins
Get you cross your head with the metal, these ain't pots and pans

Somebody pulled up playin' Perk 30, damn, I gotta dance

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