Triple 9 Sosa

Wolf in the tundra that shit make me shiver
762's gon' make him move quicker
Smoke in my coat bitch we roll up a zipper
I ain't a hitman but still I deliver
Got some designer look good with her nails
Triple 9 team bitch you know we prevail
Got mob ties don't speak don't tell
Ride around town let it ring like a bell

Ass real fat shawty gotta eat healthy
Spending these racks yeah I gotta stay wealthy
Run out the club and go grab you a stick
Hit 'em with clips and see if it stick
No this ain't magic cause this ain't a trick
ARP and it come with a kit
Got a big ass grip so you know I won't miss
Choppa' gon' kick make that boy do flips
Pull out the Henny gon' fuck up my liver
Fuck 4k get that bitch out the picture
He fear his life yeah we gon' come and get ya
Bullets gon' fly yeah they sound like a whistle
Smokin' an ounce we on top of the loft
Drum on the block and we letting off shots
Brand new designer I dress how I want
She want to go back she want Yves Saint Laurent
Told that lil boy one clip that's enough
Ass real fat yeah her pants gon' budge
Shawty gon' hit up my line like what
Slide to her crib and she fuck like a slut
Know I'm the lord I'm stacking this bread
Come around here get filled up with lead
Aim at the ground gon' take off his leg
Feel like I'm Griffith gon' pop out the egg

Wolf in the tundra that shit make me shiver
762's gon' make him move quicker
Smoke in my coat bitch we roll up a zipper
I ain't a hitman but still I deliver
Got some designer look good with her nails
Triple 9 team bitch you know we prevail
Got mob ties don't speak don't tell
Ride around town let it ring like a bell
All hail the nines
All hail the Tokyo Occult



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Writer(s): Uriah Alenepi
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