Three Six Talk
(专辑: Birthday Mix 6 - 2021)
[Lil Yachty:] All I
got left is a
four, I'ma drink it slow I
tote a
big .223, pinch that baby nose I
give a
fuck 'bout politics, I
just play my role I
drunk three pints before gym, still be looking swole I
put red dot on his face like your mama mole All I
done did, I
should move into a
[?] Bad boujee bitch off IG, suck a
nigga soul Drac by my side, like a
Glock, no I
could never fold Broke nigga mad 'cause I'm rich and I
fuck more hoes Lil' bitch still touring round my house, we gon' cut her toes What happened to that one nigga? Shit, we'll never know House so damn big, at the
end, it's a
pot of gold Heard how they move when they goal is to wipe my nose My nose too dry, if it's wet, someone gotta go I
might max out off that X, God was speaking back Niggas hit my (Huh?), and took my (Shhh), I
won't play with that I'll pay for spinners 'fore I
pay for that ... back Nigga D
tote a
five, stepper with that mac Pouring up this Quagen, fuck around and have a
heart attack Slime had a
drought in they spot like an architect Arc'teryx jacket cost a
rack, it ain't never match Matching with my whips like I'm Tip, I
keep twenty straps Niggas freaking out, I
keep calm 'cause it's under wraps Riding with that SIG, bullets big, it could kill a
calf Cup filled with red like it's going down statistics graph Graduated from school and the
only thing I
actually use is math [DC2Trill:] Carat each diamond, gold AP, nigga, do the
math (Yeah) She been sucking dick for three hours, she need to take a
bath (Yeah) Matsuhisa, ate fire wagyu when I
eat the
calf Trackhawk with the
wide body, it's gon' leave the
tags (Whew) Finna find them niggas who took that (Shh), I'ma get 'em (Brrt) Your nigga testified and you still with him, that make you a
rat I
poured a
six of the
Keisha, that's gon' bring me back (I poured a
six) I
just pulled up in a
car that you could never have Spinning his block, so we leaving the
cellphone Buy some Rick and go to Chrome Getting cash, ain't ever home With my Glock, I'm not alone You not legit, not fucking with you It's just us, get out the
picture Do it, bet that chopper stick 'em Screw it, let's go handle business [Draft Day:] Yeah Now she see that you got motion, she want all forgiveness When that light wasn't on me, I
know you weren't paying attention I'm tryna run up these Ms and quadruple that Niggas say they be in the
gym, but we ain't seen a
stack White and gold bust-down Cartiers, it's a
yay party I'm always on time with this shit, you can ask Ashanti I
could talk that Three Six talk, why that syrup got me? And I
know that I'm godbody, we made like John Gotti Concrete Boys, niggas know it's us, they ain't seen what we seen Boat just pulled up in that double M, it was one of fifteen All my niggas stand fucking tall on everything they mean You niggas hide behind the
cameras, your life behind the
scenes Boy Phew, phew, phew Yeah, yeah Yeah, mafia Yeah, mafia Yeah, mafia Us, blatt