CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : 3 Man Weave
Getta Beats
Damn, JakeSand
Stomp a n***a out in my Timbs, how this tree taste?
Hit Jay Ale's with a punch, this a free steak
Ringing down his block like a bell, he gon' meet Drake
Ever since a youngin', always knew that I would be great
2018, was doing fillips at the speedway
Why would I work at [?] I get free pape
f**k them lil' rumors, never listened to the "he say"
Difficult shots, Hall of Fame, I don't need space
Margielas like a pedicure, I got feet paint
Crazy how I seen my first band off of eBay
Turtle, damn
Turtle pie, this a three five, I can't breathe straight
Re-rocked the ham six times, b*t*h, I'm Teejay
b*t*h put two hands on it, I can't think straight
b*t*h, I'm in my own lanе, something like I'm CJ
Woke up, madе a quick band in my PJs
I ain't wanna hit, told her give me a quick BJ
Buffs on, b*t*h, I'm still eating like it's cheat day
Got three letters from yo b*t*h, a BJ
How the hell I wake up with cake? Who b-day?
Caught him on a plane and whooped his ass with my briefcase
b*t*h playing games with the head like she EA
b*t*h really bad but why the f**k her feet stank?
Talking 'bout the sh*ttyBoyz broke? I think he laced
Dee star tracking off the 'Wood, he in deep space
Fire-ass methods in my phone, always need space
Fancy than a b*t*h, politicking over cheesecake
Hundred hundred dollar bills, can show you how the sleeve make
Pull up on a opp with some lead, get him erased
Shout-out Omarion, he probably somewhere down on PA
I'm with Suspect, hitting gerbs down in CA
Had my head in the game before I heard of EA
Me and Dre dragging bags in Lennox down in GA
Four hundred on my torso but my feet eight
I'ma probably really run it up until my feet break
Ten five in the fonto, smoking three eights
Run around the D with my stick like a relay
Really getting head while I was driving on the freeway
She left 'cause you couldn't buy a bag, you a cheapskate
Seen him in the field, he caught a bullet like he DK
Damn, JakeSand
Stomp a n***a out in my Timbs, how this tree taste?
Hit Jay Ale's with a punch, this a free steak
Ringing down his block like a bell, he gon' meet Drake
Ever since a youngin', always knew that I would be great
2018, was doing fillips at the speedway
Why would I work at [?] I get free pape
f**k them lil' rumors, never listened to the "he say"
Difficult shots, Hall of Fame, I don't need space
Margielas like a pedicure, I got feet paint
Crazy how I seen my first band off of eBay
Turtle, damn
Turtle pie, this a three five, I can't breathe straight
Re-rocked the ham six times, b*t*h, I'm Teejay
b*t*h put two hands on it, I can't think straight
b*t*h, I'm in my own lanе, something like I'm CJ
Woke up, madе a quick band in my PJs
I ain't wanna hit, told her give me a quick BJ
Buffs on, b*t*h, I'm still eating like it's cheat day
Got three letters from yo b*t*h, a BJ
How the hell I wake up with cake? Who b-day?
Caught him on a plane and whooped his ass with my briefcase
b*t*h playing games with the head like she EA
b*t*h really bad but why the f**k her feet stank?
Talking 'bout the sh*ttyBoyz broke? I think he laced
Dee star tracking off the 'Wood, he in deep space
Fire-ass methods in my phone, always need space
Fancy than a b*t*h, politicking over cheesecake
Hundred hundred dollar bills, can show you how the sleeve make
Pull up on a opp with some lead, get him erased
Shout-out Omarion, he probably somewhere down on PA
I'm with Suspect, hitting gerbs down in CA
Had my head in the game before I heard of EA
Me and Dre dragging bags in Lennox down in GA
Four hundred on my torso but my feet eight
I'ma probably really run it up until my feet break
Ten five in the fonto, smoking three eights
Run around the D with my stick like a relay
Really getting head while I was driving on the freeway
She left 'cause you couldn't buy a bag, you a cheapskate
Seen him in the field, he caught a bullet like he DK
