Three Piece

Keep that shit on when you talk some motherfuckin' shit
Damn, uh
Ayy, Cardo, bring them drums in
Uh, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Shh, damn
Uh, numbers, ayy

It's middle of the summer and these hoes is ready
My speakers is knockin' (uh), my pockets is heavy (they heavy)
I'm checkin' my phone (checkin'), stopped by the 7-Eleven (7-Eleven)
In the parking lot chillin' (uh), I'm just countin' the extra (I'm countin' the extra)
I'm stickin' to my mans 'cause his price is better (uh)

I put some hammers on the 50 and I Louis my leather (damn)
My toolie Beretta (good job), my shoelie Margiela (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
For surely I'm activated, clockin' the cheddar (send it to us)
I'm makin' 'em mad (makin' 'em mad), I Hermè the bag (I Hermè the bag)
I sherbert the Jag' (I sherbert the Jag'), I'm Bernie the Mac (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)

It's rules to the game (it's rules to the game), I'm glued to the paper (damn)
It's six in the morning (uh), but I touch eight
I'm in the back of the Maybach, poonded (nigga, poonded, huh)
Headin' to my show like Truman (like Truman)
Bad bitch in the kitchen and she juicin' (nigga, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Put a kit on a horse, now it's movin' (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)

Three-piece ridin' (ridin'), clockin' payola (shh, payola)
Put it in my palm (shh, palm), show me that you own it (damn)
Baby hella fine (ayy, ayy, fine), I wonder if she goin' (goin')
Three-piece ridin' (ridin'), three-piece ridin' (ridin', ayy)
Three-piece ridin', clockin' payola (payola)
Put it in my palm (palm), show me that you own it (own it)
Baby hella fine (fine), I wonder if she goin' (goin', damn)
Three-piece ridin' (ridin', goddamn), three-piece ridin' (ridin')
Three-piece ridin'

Slidin' through the point (ayy)
I'm not a rap star, bitch, it's thirty in this joint (three-piece ridin')
But I don't want no smoke, I really just be cool
But them jackboys heavy, what the fuck I'm gon' do? (Do, three-piece ridin')
I'm paranoid as fuck, everybody got a mask
And all my niggas up, everybody got a stash (three, three-piece ridin')

Baby girl, what's happenin'? (Happenin')
I'm tryna get some money, I could fly you to the Hamptons (three, three-piece ridin')
Light skin and chocolate (chocolate), hand wops and choppers (choppers)
Bad for the eyes (eyes), caught 'em by surprise ('prise)
My bitch rock a bob (bob), my clip hold a lot (a lot)
My whip auto-drive, I smoke and I glide (glide)

Purchase when I walk in (walk in), I be goin' all in (all in)
Pro, how I'm ballin' (three, three-piece ridin')
I get it out the trunk (trunk)
Nigga speakin' on me, nigga, I don't give a fuck 'cause I'm

Three-piece ridin' (ridin'), clockin' payola (shh, payola)
Put it in my palm (shh, palm), show me that you own it (damn)
Baby hella fine (ayy, ayy, fine), I wonder if she goin' (goin')
Three-piece ridin' (ridin'), three-piece ridin' (ridin', ayy)
Three-piece ridin', clockin' payola (payola)
Put it in my palm (palm), show me that you own it (own it)
Baby hella fine (fine), I wonder if she goin' (goin', damn)
Three-piece ridin' (ridin', goddamn), three-piece ridin' (ridin')
Three-piece ridin'



Credits
Writer(s): Larry June, Ronald Nathan Latour Jr.
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