Triple Beam

Ay, ay, ay
Ay, ay, ay
It's Quis, ay

These niggas fake and they phony
Bands be all up on me
Come try to take,
I'ma shoot like tony
Bro got your bitch, eating dick like balogne
So many hoes can't tell who want me, uh
They only around for the money
Dumb as a brick
They ain't gettin nothin from me
Remember late nights, tryna feed my stomach
So many plays, nigga, never gon' punt it
Put a whole lot of thought into this
But if she fuckin and suckin, might do it in public
If I'm ever saw with a bitch
Missin my dawg, so I reminisce
I'm nothin like y'all, I stay out the mix
Bitch on my balls, she out like a tick
If I'm in the mall, I'm spendin that shit
Bitch, get on my dick

Young nigga lit, tryna get full rich
To the point, I don't hear the bullshit
I be laid back, smokin exotic
With a bitch with a natural body
It's a flood when I put on the drip
The type to make your bitch come lick on the tip
This music shit come with a curse and a gift
The pack come, then it be going in the jiff
Shit, it be gone in the wind
My brother, my brother, I call him my twin
He on what I'm on, 9 times out of ten
If it's lookin fishy, then I won't attend
Tryna get my big body Benz
You know I'm protected, keep one in the chamber
Tryna learn to control my anger
Crazy how you get more love from strangers
Had to learn shit that they ain't teach about
When they see you up, they gon' start reachin out
What about when I was broke at my people house
Niggas need to practice what they preach about
What you know about work on that triple beam
Totin' bald heads lookin like Mr. Clean
See, I gotta get it by any means
In her pussy, ain't shit to get in between
Just wait till I cop me a v12 engine
I'ma do the dash, nigga, over my limit
Fuckin' up cash, I don't care how I spend it
Pull up and blast until the clip is finished
I got her to nut from talkin while i'm in it
Losin in her mind, cause a nigga winnin
I just be ridin' round and I'm gettin it
I had enough of fuckin' with

These niggas fake and they phony
Bands be all up on me
Come try to take,
I'ma shoot like tony
Bro got your bitch, eating dick like balogne
So many hoes can't tell who want me, uh
They only around for the money
Dumb as a brick
They ain't gettin nothin from me
Remember late nights, tryna feed my stomach
So many plays, nigga, never gon' punt it
Put a whole lot of thought into this
But if she fuckin and suckin, might do it in public
If I'm ever saw with a bitch
Missin my dawg, so I reminisce
I'm nothin like y'all, I stay out the mix
Bitch on my balls, she out like a tick
If I'm in the mall, I'm spendin that shit
Bitch, get on my dick



Credits
Writer(s): Marquis Evans
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