3x (feat. CTB Royalty & Bibby)
32red
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First I'm gone start with some facts Had the hood back for a while ain't never been a runner Golden child more than my age racking up 20k Know I had me a hell of summer Walk like we racist stay with a few Ks Cause I know that some niggas wanna put me under Know it's a bummer cause that ain't gon happen My niggas we ready for shit like a plumber Try me you die gon be another casualty I go wherever don't care bout who after me My niggas clap too so think you gon clap at me Opps body drop see we do this shit naturally My boys serve daily you know how the trappers be I'm in the stu see you know how the rappers be Ian no rapper cause rappers be cappin and pussy I just get zoned in and I spaz on beats Be a fool we got tools and they coming in handy 25 on his head load the bullets then I get him dead Get the quarter back like Eli Manning I Murder shit worse I know Red he can't stand it Don't play we pull up on that pussy like panties He tough he gon turn to a pussy no tranny I do this shit effortless that's on my granny We sliding in phantoms all black like we Danny Lately it's been a few niggas that don't want me winning and hate to see i got a future See they wasn't right there when I didn't have shit but ear buds and phone and a HP computer Garage band and soundtrap was the only resources told RJ to go and pursue that producing And as we had got better with music I peeped that my doubters was turning to groupies and viewers That's facts Really ran up some dollars Bank account got multiple commas Sending bombs at yo house just call me Osama Moving presidential but I'm not Obama Still riding round with 3 or 4 choppers I'm really that nigga man shoutout my mama Lil baby we ain't fucking only want that sloppa Tell a young nigga I ain't with all that drama Better stand on yo cuz I know some niggas that'll take yo life Got Henny all in my body fina give yo girl that good ol pipe Remember the birds had put up the heist you ain't f*ck with yo bros them niggas ain't right Fucking the baddest that pussy so tight See the oops handle business on sight Up all of a sudden these niggas they hate Started last but I'm still in 1st place Only the family can't run with no snakes F*ck her one time can't go on no dates My niggas some demons we going out in space Wherever you at you better go pray I slide on yo block like I'm at home base Play with the gang get shot in yo face I'm pushing this Audi Woods got the rooms all cloudy I got shooters that don't even hoop Put 4 to ya head like a salute Look me up bitch I been the truth Don't ever say shit you know you won't do Speaking on me gone make me come through I'm really that nigga so what about you Nigga No need for no steppers I'm stepping It's hell on earth when we send him to heaven I come to ya funeral I shoot up the reverend Ya bitch slurp me up like it's 7 eleven I run with the villains we kill all your heroes I cut off some fam I got rid of the weirdos Tinted the whip you can't see through the windows Sat his ass down from 100 to 0 I run with the killers that kill all the killers And I know the plug that be serving ya dealers I don't want yo bitch and I don't even feel her But I took her ass home and beat it like thriller I beat up the box like it's thriller Manila We fly to Jamaica we chilling in villas Fur on my coat shit I think it's chinchilla And it's nut on her face that she use for concealer I play with yo bitch like a kid play with Barbie I'm sending bald heads we not talking Steve Harvey I show disrespect and I never say sorry I'm higher than trees smoking shit Bob Marley It's opps in the spot and we shoot up the party Crossover fadeaway niggas can't guard me Talking that shit niggas know they can't harm me It's a 3 man song 1 man army Triple Threat Triple Team niggas can't deal with me Hated being broke nigga ain't have no energy Now I'm going big make sure you remember me Ready for war no it ain't no killing me Headshot blow a nigga brain like he Kennedy Me falling off some shit you never see You want this style just know it ain't never free I don't give a f*ck I ain't worried bout shit Question my craft just know I'm legit Counting these dollars I'm tryna get rich Cut a nigga throat have him laying in a ditch And if I ain't about money don't call me bitch
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Written by: Dominic Redmond, Michael Redmond, Shawn Riley
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