Lyrics:
its big world wide testing
Showing off my diamond investments
A bitch, ain't shit to a pimp
A twenty ounce steak and some fried side of shrimp
I used to slang my toys
Flipping Halloween candy November 1st to the 3rd A hustler just like my pops
My mom thinks it's absurd I think that's why
mountain top
Fresh water fountain drop
Open our dreams
Fresh green, quartz counter top
The ashtray, that 3rd water Kings county rock
Black heed
9 Billion people here only a 3rd focused
Don't make us wave arms like 3rd base coaches
U niggas know i got da crown from selling whoppers, king
Tell
everything about music cream
I never sleep
No time to dream
Pristine Machine vs. Polypropylene
I’m Infinite
No emergency
I’m like 3rd degree
No Hyperbole
It’s
Got the drum on me
put em all into space
thats astronomy
3rd degree double wammi on a triple beam split
Cheerios and Teerios
that shits about
niggas on bro
Woke up gotta thank god for the day
No slacking today got cash I can make
I'ma hit that bank like Lupin the 3rd
Nigga my worth been way too
they asking me is that you (statue)/ came a long way from the dirt road, when i fly i like sitting in the 3rd Row, i don’t make a move less i know it’s
its big world wide testing
Showing off my diamond investments
A bitch, ain't shit to a pimp
A twenty ounce steak and some fried side of shrimp
the 3rd degree
Till even random motherfuckers down the street they can agree,
That I got this shit in every motherfucking cell in me, makalagot ang energy
think she getting fly
Supplying all the local traps I call that running shit
It's piled to the roof with sacks I'm on that gutta shit
I'm good in each
Mrs. put that shit on match my fly
Like a peeping Tom, Nigga all eyes
Got my 3rd leg at attention
No surprise
Prada candy got my spidery senses ringing
your shit right then run and hide
'Cause I got a slip quick clip on the side
For fuckin' wit a Mobsta
Petty niggas down when the bullets fly
No remorse
ain't built like that I'm quick to give 'em 3rd degree
Know I been on fire since I put the pen up to the sheet
Know I been that nigga since I heard my
price
For a hella price
Only a hella price
If she lets me in she gone fall in love
3rd time she gone fall pregnant now
Young fakustash I’m the man now
back
I trap by day, boy, rap by night
C-Bone in this bitch, College Park trump tight
Do you really wanna know about some gangsta shit?
Do you
shit...Uh
here come the south shit dirty dirty fly shit
this is for them rednecks and brothers with gold teeth
and them south boys on the streets with much
on the altered past
Load the light and darks
And a 3rd with a mix
Laundry time separates but you need all three to live
You couldn't see out your 3rd eye
To read
blanco (woo)
Now I'm sellin' crypto, but I'm not a Crip, though (uh-uh)
But I got that blue liquid sittin' in my bank like it's Hpno' (east side)
Shit
There's an intruder in my house
He cut my phone line, can't dial out (shit)
I scream for police, but I doubt
They're gonna hear me when I shout
first 'cause
When I get to 3rd I slide in head first
Ready set, then I spit the best verse
When I get up on the record
I'm gonna make your neck work
My
by my side, I wait here forever.
Don't be afraid hold on to me.
Sing with your eyes
What you feel in your heart.
Tell why the fuck should I try
Shit I've been a loser my whole life
To be honest there ain't no one by My side
I've been feeling dead inside
it mr Clean
I'm gotem lock in dope fiend
I shoot first I'm misses purgery
I'm spitting facts call me 3rd degree
Cause they claiming I'm Spitting
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