3 Piece (Explicit)

Breee

Go Yeah Go

Yeah Yeah Yeah

OK OK Ok Ok Ok

(This real)

Tell that boy to get back

You can not slide

To the kick back

Bad ***** small waist

So you know I hit that

Ain't finna go out

Of your block with a spinback

Uh-hooooah

We get it you broke asf then say that

Pussy it boy you finna stay mad

That's a dumb nigga

With some face tats

Hi You know my name

But you really dont

But your ***** call me Javy

When I am getting money

I'm chillin when im faded

Don't put a drum

On my ass what I been saying

If he can't spit

Your face in the pavement

Don't want to talk

If it's not about payment

Shooters on me

They can give you a facelift

I dont care abt you niggas like-

Yeah **** nigga gonna cough it up

These *****es gon' talk it up

Like some telemarketers

Fitty racks designer jeans

***** on me

No campfire I keep that stick on me

OG door kiss on me

But I'm Mariana

I'm not talking about rich

Choppa with a switch

Gon' blow you a kiss

I'm way on it

Just cope me some ricks

Not number two

But I'm back on my shit

They be like (hehe Javy hehe)

I said"Twizzy shut up"

Ha ***** I'm on my come up

I just wanna ****

I don't wanna cuddle

Smoking your pack

Got smoke in my eyes

Can't see **** ***** Im geeked

Twist it up

With your lil' ***** on my meat

A lot better turn up

I feel like I'm Yeat

My niggas be turnin'

On high tech beams

Them niggas be drinkin'

That fake-ass lean

Talking **** don't do

That unless you gon' shoot back

I'm talking UK all

My niggas drilling

Dots to his forehead

Lookin' like Krillin

I'ma go outside you know it

You come outside then it's finished

Pockets on green

I'm talking about spinach

Choppa gonna rest him

I'm not talking about feelings

Gun to your head bullets gonna fill it

You know im back to my digits