3 Hoes
Bitch I got
3 hoes
4 whips
12 kicks
Icy necklace
To match my wrist
I count up the bands everyday
My diamonds they dancing olé
My spirits are leading the way
Like mando bitch this is the way
Fuck it I'm breaking the bank
My Bentley it look like a tank
I got the wettest baguettes
Count up my money
While signing a check
Sipping on muddy
I'm sipping on tec
I only act friendly when I'm getting paid
I'm slaying these thotties I'm feeling like Blade
They mad that I'm hotter they keep throwing shade
I know they jealous that I'm getting paid
Nothing can stop me I'm on a crusade
Cut out the fakes
Cut out the lames
Cutting out everything get out my way
Cutting out anything get out my way
Mixing Givenchy and Bape, aye
I'm chillin she feeding me grapes, aye
Superman blunt need a cape, aye
I know they mad that I'm rocking supreme
I know they mad that I'm getting the cream
Multiple zippers all up on my jeans
Multiple choppas that come with a beam
Everyone tryna be part of my team
Everyone think that they living the dream
You not my buddy so fuck out my face
Bitch I got
3 hoes
4 whips
12 kicks
Icy necklace
To match my wrist
I count up the bands everyday
My diamonds they dancing olé
My spirits are leading the way
Like mando bitch this is the way
I hop in a Rari and race
A bad boy I'm feeling like Mase
I kill every op
I don't leave a trace
I see the fear in your face
I got the drip when I walk
I got a gram in my sock
Start running when I see the cops
They lurking they rounding the block
They treat us like shit so I piss em off
Too many killers that they don't lay-off
How many bullets they gotta blast off
I'm sick of the shit so back the fuck off
I'm sick with the shit I'm off of the walls
Pop me a addy I pop me a perc
Fuck what you saying I'm going berserk
Catching a body put you in the dirt
I'm taking your girl I'm up in her skirt
Kissing and rubbing all up on her thighs
This bitch a specimen I analyze
I'm hitting it once then pass to the guys
Bitch I got
3 hoes
4 whips
12 kicks
Icy necklace
To match my wrist
I count up the bands everyday
My diamonds they dancing olé
My spirits are leading the way
Like mando bitch this is the way
3 hoes
4 whips
12 kicks
Icy necklace
To match my wrist
I count up the bands everyday
My diamonds they dancing olé
My spirits are leading the way
Like mando bitch this is the way
Fuck it I'm breaking the bank
My Bentley it look like a tank
I got the wettest baguettes
Count up my money
While signing a check
Sipping on muddy
I'm sipping on tec
I only act friendly when I'm getting paid
I'm slaying these thotties I'm feeling like Blade
They mad that I'm hotter they keep throwing shade
I know they jealous that I'm getting paid
Nothing can stop me I'm on a crusade
Cut out the fakes
Cut out the lames
Cutting out everything get out my way
Cutting out anything get out my way
Mixing Givenchy and Bape, aye
I'm chillin she feeding me grapes, aye
Superman blunt need a cape, aye
I know they mad that I'm rocking supreme
I know they mad that I'm getting the cream
Multiple zippers all up on my jeans
Multiple choppas that come with a beam
Everyone tryna be part of my team
Everyone think that they living the dream
You not my buddy so fuck out my face
Bitch I got
3 hoes
4 whips
12 kicks
Icy necklace
To match my wrist
I count up the bands everyday
My diamonds they dancing olé
My spirits are leading the way
Like mando bitch this is the way
I hop in a Rari and race
A bad boy I'm feeling like Mase
I kill every op
I don't leave a trace
I see the fear in your face
I got the drip when I walk
I got a gram in my sock
Start running when I see the cops
They lurking they rounding the block
They treat us like shit so I piss em off
Too many killers that they don't lay-off
How many bullets they gotta blast off
I'm sick of the shit so back the fuck off
I'm sick with the shit I'm off of the walls
Pop me a addy I pop me a perc
Fuck what you saying I'm going berserk
Catching a body put you in the dirt
I'm taking your girl I'm up in her skirt
Kissing and rubbing all up on her thighs
This bitch a specimen I analyze
I'm hitting it once then pass to the guys
Bitch I got
3 hoes
4 whips
12 kicks
Icy necklace
To match my wrist
I count up the bands everyday
My diamonds they dancing olé
My spirits are leading the way
Like mando bitch this is the way
Credits
Writer(s): Isaiah Torres
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