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Three Scratches on my chest, now I'm powerful
They say i'm crazy i don't even argue

Fuck reality everything that I see is pixels
Diet fully

Cashen på cashen
Stacksen på stacksen
Gör något fel du får 3 hål i skallen
Gör du en tabbe vi kommer med tabben
Öppna din mun du får smaka metallen

She hate when I hang up say she ain't calling back 
But I know that it's cap
At the end of the day I stamp her as the little U3
That's a fendi, a fact

Its 3am and horrible on some sick shit 
Sicker than the flu money new like we print it 
Spend it cuz there's more coming in like we stealing 
I

man just send me a grievance
And in like 2-3 days man I can get you what’s needed
Except for weekends
That’s my free time
And You know me, white dude,

You not the one for me but I want you close to me
That’s how its supposed to be, never get over me
Selling your soul to me I said the same to three

go head to the station 
I'll shoot you shoot the location 

I'm just tryna get a little piece of your pie 
That's 3.14 divided by 9
Like 4+6 x 2 x 5

and the cheap wine makes three
Let's go jump into the ocean, let's see where it leads
Cause the fire that's burning on this beach ain't gonna last all night

number two
Act as you, don't be out deceiving
Rule number three
Keep 'em hating
Keep 'em eyeing, waiting
Rule number four
Keep on scoring, have yo fans

Baby I’m so thankful
Baby I'm so
Ya ya ya ya ya ya ya
It’s 3 am
Why’d you have to leave me
Damn my life done change
Who would’ve thought that
That

1 2 3 4 left foot right foot
5 6 7 8 boy you know you got this
Girl you know you got this
Boy you know you got this
It's so crazy when I'm faded
In

take for granted none of them
I got three I see three a new me 
Thru 3D no tv ain't 
No Commercials For a lambo 
Can't Control the weight 
What kind

Boy what tote two on my hip
Glock 9, XD MOD.2, get hit
Pop one, pop two, pop three, get flipped
Beam it at a nigga with extendo clips
Fuck what

Aye one two three shorty looking at me like would you pipe please
Aye four five six gotta hit that bitch quick
Seven eight nine get her off my line

nights
Just to put myself on
This voice in my head, it tells my ass to keep going
I’m tryna see three M’s, like Money making Mitch
She sent three DM’s,

got nothing to do but chill
But i think that you could be real
Losing myself over you
I mean I've got nothing better to do
(I-I-I)
I just want you

Hallelujah
Hallelujah
One, two, three, go
How you gonna think I’m thinking bout' us
When I am having visions of pushing you in front of a bus
I’m

She love me and I love money this a three way 
Yeah three way 
Yeah three way 

This shit is forever this forever 
This shit is forever it feel like

Bitch I'm in the game I'm the ref
Bitch I'm in the game I'm the ref
Kno Dat Kno Dat
Stay up in yo lane I'm the chef
Shoot a 3 long range like I'm

poppin
I thank God that ain´t no nigga ever popped me
I just popped another one
She popped 3
Ain´t waiting for no label to adopt me
But the way I put in

Traumatized by your hips go slow
Don't pretend that you don't need me
I been trippin' I been seeing 3D
Girl I love it when you dance on me

(Baby dance on me)

cargué
Una 40 girl
Pa defenderte
Les di en la faces
Son más de 3
Pero estoy con mi gang
Y somos mas de cien
No trates de compararme
Con otro bobo que no

watching now
And it’s nice to bend the truth
In the light
But you knew
That it always come to slap you back
They believed it once
And then two
Maybe three

in my hand
Ran that up real quick
Walkin with that sack
Damn, I feel like Saint Nick
All I need is 3 hoes who real cold
They'll have a nigga face