Three Piece
Damn
Uh
Aye Cardo, bring them drums in
Uh
Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye (shh)
Damn
Uh
Numbers
It's middle of the summer and these hoes is ready
My speakers is knocking, my pockets is heavy
I'm checking my phone, stopped by the 7-Eleven (7-Eleven)
In the parking lot chilling, I'm just counting the extra
I'm sticking to my mans 'cause his price is better
I put some hammers on the 50 and I Louis my leather
My tooley Beretta, my shoelie Margiela
Fasholy I'm activated, clocking the cheddar
I'm making them mad, I Herme the bag
I sherbert the Jag', I'm Bernie the Mac
It's rules to the game, I'm glued to the paper
It's six in the morning but I touch eight
I'm in the back of the Maybach, poonded
Heading to my show like Truman
Bad bitch in the kitchen and she juicing (nigga ayy, ayy)
Put a kick on a horse, now it's moving
Three-piece riding
Clocking payola
Put it in my palm
Show me that you own it
Baby hella fine, I wonder if she going
Three-piece riding
Three-piece riding
Three-piece riding
Clocking payola
Put it in my palm
Show me that you own it
Baby hella fine, I wonder if she going?
Three-piece riding
Three-piece riding
Three-piece ride
Sliding through the point
I'm not a rapstar, bitch, it's 30 in this joint
But I don't want no smoke, I really just be cool (three-piece ride)
But them jackboys heavy, what the fuck I'm gon' do?
I'm paranoid as fuck, everybody got a mask (three-piece ride)
And all my nigga up, everybody got a stash (three-three-piece ride)
Baby girl, what's happenin'?
I'm tryna get some money, I could fly you
To the Hamptons (three-three-piece ride)
Light skin and chocolate, hand wops and choppers
Band for the eyes, caught 'em by surprise
My bitch rock a bob, my clip hold a lot
My whip auto-drive, I smoke and I glide
Pictures when I walk in, I be going all in
Pro, how I'm ballin' (three-three-piece ride)
I get it out the trunk
Nigga speaking on me, nigga, I don't give a fuck 'cause I'm
Three-piece riding
Clocking payola
Put it in my palm
Show me that you own it
Baby hella fine, I wonder if she going?
Three-piece riding
Three-piece riding
Three-piece riding
Clocking payola
Put it in my palm
Show me that you own it
Baby hella fine, I wonder if she going?
Three-piece riding
Three-piece riding
Three-piece ride
Uh
Aye Cardo, bring them drums in
Uh
Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye (shh)
Damn
Uh
Numbers
It's middle of the summer and these hoes is ready
My speakers is knocking, my pockets is heavy
I'm checking my phone, stopped by the 7-Eleven (7-Eleven)
In the parking lot chilling, I'm just counting the extra
I'm sticking to my mans 'cause his price is better
I put some hammers on the 50 and I Louis my leather
My tooley Beretta, my shoelie Margiela
Fasholy I'm activated, clocking the cheddar
I'm making them mad, I Herme the bag
I sherbert the Jag', I'm Bernie the Mac
It's rules to the game, I'm glued to the paper
It's six in the morning but I touch eight
I'm in the back of the Maybach, poonded
Heading to my show like Truman
Bad bitch in the kitchen and she juicing (nigga ayy, ayy)
Put a kick on a horse, now it's moving
Three-piece riding
Clocking payola
Put it in my palm
Show me that you own it
Baby hella fine, I wonder if she going
Three-piece riding
Three-piece riding
Three-piece riding
Clocking payola
Put it in my palm
Show me that you own it
Baby hella fine, I wonder if she going?
Three-piece riding
Three-piece riding
Three-piece ride
Sliding through the point
I'm not a rapstar, bitch, it's 30 in this joint
But I don't want no smoke, I really just be cool (three-piece ride)
But them jackboys heavy, what the fuck I'm gon' do?
I'm paranoid as fuck, everybody got a mask (three-piece ride)
And all my nigga up, everybody got a stash (three-three-piece ride)
Baby girl, what's happenin'?
I'm tryna get some money, I could fly you
To the Hamptons (three-three-piece ride)
Light skin and chocolate, hand wops and choppers
Band for the eyes, caught 'em by surprise
My bitch rock a bob, my clip hold a lot
My whip auto-drive, I smoke and I glide
Pictures when I walk in, I be going all in
Pro, how I'm ballin' (three-three-piece ride)
I get it out the trunk
Nigga speaking on me, nigga, I don't give a fuck 'cause I'm
Three-piece riding
Clocking payola
Put it in my palm
Show me that you own it
Baby hella fine, I wonder if she going?
Three-piece riding
Three-piece riding
Three-piece riding
Clocking payola
Put it in my palm
Show me that you own it
Baby hella fine, I wonder if she going?
Three-piece riding
Three-piece riding
Three-piece ride
Credits
Writer(s): Larry Eugene Hendricks Iii, Ronald Nathan Latour Jr.
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