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Yea yop come on nigga
Three man weave bitch
My nigga Alex got the rebound, we on the fast break
My nigga Justin sparked a three, that was his last take
This nigga trippin, tried going in our ocean, and we we glassed Frank
Give me a few months and our big three gon' surpass Drake
Me and Trell, Justin, we in this bitch, we throwin' triple threats
I just hit your hoe up, because I wanted sex
Tryna get some pape, and you just tryna get some coochie wet
Shot dog the other day, and we knocked his fucking noodles back
Hit this hoe and kept my mouth closed, cause I ain't proud of that
I'm in and out this fucking hoe, just like a laundry mat
I'm petty and my bitch petty too, we goin' tit for tat
Tryna wipe the nut up off her face, think she need a rag
I been that nigga, I ain't never fallin, you gotta push me off
I'm nonchalant but dangerous nigga, you better not piss me off
I'm gettin' flyer than a plane, come and catch me liftin' off
Double cup ah put you on your ass like Fred Biletnikoff
If we catch dog walkin, we gon' knock his fucking linen off
On the way up, lookin' for a site, just call up Microsoft
I don't call that shit petty scams, I call it gettin' off
And I don't even know LaMelo, I can show you how to ball
If your bitch know she want some dick, she just know how to call
Trappin' in the Cle, we get them bowls all the way from Saginaw
Me and Murray riding around with a .30, we tryna kill Jamal
Why the hell she call me sheriff, cause I lay the law
You told the family business, now niggas got yo recipe
This hoe came here to talk, get out bitch, this ain't no therapy
Darrow Boyzn chain and bracelet, I mix and match accessories
Catch me inna tonka, gettin' up inna Jeep Cherokee
Ima lil late to the beat, but I still made it tho
I don't wanna wait to fuck, I'm rippin' off her panty hose
Mac-10, minus five shots, gave him five below
Got a mega-RPG, when it blow it let out cannon smoke
You a weak nigga, you couldn't buy a can of smoke
Talkin' down on the Darrow Boyz you gon' meet the Pope