3 PEAT (feat. Bubba G)
Triple O Entertainment
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Grah Grah Glah Glah It's a mission take your position The opps they gon end up missin Sayin they nice but they really just dissin Snakes in the grass you can hear them hissin Out of order records we the new death row Put us in the room with your bitch she gon go Never get borin always switch up the flow And every track we make we know it's gon go She saying it's mine? Let's call Maury Results come in? It's a different story Bitches be Harvey just like Lori That's why I'm screaming FREE TORY! These niggas be breaking code Doing everything but staying 10 toes That's why I just f*ck with my bros Play your position it lightens the load! We out of order you know it get vacant She bendin it over like bubba come spank it She a 10 lemme f*ck can not waste it If you aint my bitch than im never gon taste it Think im lyin ya bitch said im sanction She know the vibes call that bitch my waste bin In the spot henny cup on the rocks like Keepin it straight never known for chasing Make a movie I shoot like im Vito Dont got the knocks than im william regal Smokin this pressure im high as a Smokin this pressure im high as a eagle Whats a pitt to a couple of beagles Opps started thinkin niggas really equal But they lower dirty like fecal They got me started now im never peaceful Omg what happen to his brother Better chill for we milk up his mother Ruga be heatin call it jimmy butler When I throw I be feelin like Cutler Omg what happen to his brother Better chill for we milk up his mother Ruga be heatin call it jimmy butler When I throw I be feelin like Cutler Glah It's Groovy It's Triple O get wit the movement She love da way i talk it be fluent She a baddie might be frm houston Sauce 2 drippy woulda thought i was lootin (Let's Go) It's out of order records we boomin through ya speakers she lovin da way i maneuver I'm spinnin through ya city All the bitties get wit me She ready to pop Ha tuti Uhhuhh Let's do it I'm wit bubba n he clutchin da Uzi Don't call up Mili you know he go stupid Like somethin retarted you know he gon lose it Jay to da right and we ain't making ammends We tryna make money I ain't talkin no friends Where all the Barbie's i feel like I'm Ken And I give her dis cock when i stay off the hen likeee Glah Glah Boom What the f*ck these niggas talkin bout
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Written by: Gabriel Walker, James Scott, Romario McDowell
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