Da Tre

(álbum: Kevo Muney x Lil Muney - 2022)

Yeah (Red, that ho so fucking bumping, bruh)
Opps know they can't fuck with us
Yeah (Yung Swerve)
Big Fuck The Opps Crazy
1152
Yeah, ayy

SUV truck go two hundred
The opps know what's up, you ain't hitting on nothing
You niggas be internet dissing
Niggas be broke, you ain't getting no money
Nigga, we trap Monday-Sunday
Don't even count it, we serving a hundred
Straight from the Tre, we ain't never been runners
Put it in business, we getting it done
Yeah, uh, don't give a fuck who don't fuck with Kevo
See through the bushes just like a peephole
I got the plaque, I'm the one who went gold
Let's go
Lil' Sett got the block on control
Take him out, get the snot off his nose
Where he goin'? We follow him home (Slatt, slatt, slatt)
You right in our eyes, don't care if you wrong

Gotta be slime to get closer to Goat
Go with the move, we gon' go with the flow
If he move wrong, then we gon' blow
Automatic chopper hit him through the floor
S550 get away, gon' float
Got Kevo in the back, he blowing opp smoke
Say he gotta pray, get the vato
Been around robbers, strip him out his clothes
Free Stuart, the cash got him close
Still putting on, wearing designer clothes
1152, that's the code
Still bring a fan out for Tadoe
Still pushing P's, nigga, for Mojo
Kid just spanking em, get the job done for sure
If they play, then we upping the score
Nigga, we in the game, that's the score

SUV truck go two hundred
The opps know what's up, you ain't hitting on nothing
You niggas be internet dissing
Niggas be broke, you ain't getting no money
Nigga, we trap Monday-Sunday
Don't even count it, we serving a hundred
Straight from the Tre, we ain't never been runners
Put it in business, we getting it done
Yeah, uh, don't give a fuck who don't fuck with Kevo
See through the bushes just like a peephole
I got the plaque, I'm the one who went gold
Let's go
Lil' Sett got the block on control
Take him out, get the snot off his nose
Where he goin'? We follow him home
You right in my eyes, don't care if you wrong

Tre Ball, Tre Ball, Tre Ball, Tre Ball, I can't never switch, uh-uh
Fuck a nigga ho, make him mad at the bitch
She was just sucking dick, now you kissing the bitch
That's the reason he mad, why he throwing that fit
I was just a lil' kid, out the blue, I got big
Ain't no fighting no more, ain't no more using fists
From the 3, I done did some shit nobody did
No lie, can't cap on that
His homie died, but he ain't rap 'bout that
You can pick your man, I'ma pick my man
You can bet on him, I'ma bet on Sett
On God
Can't believe shit these niggas say, these niggas flodge
Niggas tryna link up, but you ain't come out them apartments

SUV truck go two hundred
The opps know what's up, you ain't hitting on nothing
You niggas be internet dissing
Niggas be broke, you ain't getting no money
Nigga, we trap Monday-Sunday
Don't even count it, we serving a hundred
Straight from the Tre, we ain't never been runners
Put it in business, we getting it done
Yeah, uh, don't give a fuck who don't fuck with Kevo
See through the bushes just like a peephole
I got the plaque, I'm the one who went gold
Let's go
Lil' Sett got the block on control
Take him out, get the snot off his nose
Where he goin'? We follow him home
You right in our eyes, don't care if you wrong