Triple Threat (feat. Bigg Leon & Bandoz)
Michael.J.
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Triple Threat Thats a mother fucking bet And nah we don’t rest To ya’ll niggas cuttin’ us a check Yea we the best see us soaring in a jet Whole squad on deck Ya we puttin’ yall to rest I make waves You make ripples I make plays You in a pickle I paint the way You just giggle And I grab my sickle Then I swivel Call the butcher I got a cooker That’s yo bitch I just took her She give me the sugar Like ima sugar daddy I ride in a Caddy Bitch I’m classy But You trashy And I’m flashy Like a light I stay on all night Till I get it right I’m that nigga Mr. Perfect Hear my name better search it What’s the code I gotta learn it Get the bag and I earned it What you earn I burned In a week What you Learned I taught you cuz you weak And yo bitch on my meat Might see this shit on team skeet On my TEE VEE Watching RI RI Belts with G G’s All of my Diamonds got VEE VEE Triple Threat That's a mother fucking bet, and nah we don't rest To ya niggas cutting us a check Yea we the best see us soaring in a jet Whole squad on deck Ya we puttin’ yall to rest Spending money that’s my main motive I don’t switch I change over All my flows they get colder From time to time when I get older Triple threat yea we got em beat Can’t ever say we been defeat All they do is ride my meat Can’t get off they wanna be me Everything I say notice Y’all lames prepare y’all stay focused Y’all stains bogus yea I’m the boldest I Stay on top I’m neva foldin Can’t Eva switch on them bros We got that written bro code We ride together We Swang together We grippin wood grain How it goes Passing down them intersections Going 110 on the highway We fly away way far away From this land We in outer space Got the whole squad on deck We ain’t falling we here for the check My whole team we too fly We don’t need no type of private jet Triple Threat That's a mother fucking bet And nah we dont rest To y’all niggas cuttin’ us a check Yea we the best see us soaring in a jet Whole squad on deck Ya we puttin’ yall to rest Look Don't get offended I'm here to stay So you best get with it Had a good year You niggas ended Part of triple threat yea we made the inning I am so cold Yea I'm with yo girl on low She told me to put in slow Whatever you doing gotta go I sat down and made some more Bitch I already won YEA I made you niggas my sons It don't take much to go get the gun We heavyweights yea we weigh a ton I'm the best what they doing been done, l I get paid to lay back in the sun Got some new slaves and that ain't a pun I stick like grits on you bums Bustin rounds Tommy gun Gold plated rims I'm out here parkin’ the Benz And it ain't gonna end Til I see the bank signs times 10 We roll like the Royce It ain't a choice And Gotti sent the invoice My song making noise You bustin’ toys That's Triple Threat now y’all can Rejoice AYE Triple Threat That's a mother fucking bet And nah we don't rest To y’all niggas cuttin’ us a check Yea we the best see us soaring in a jet Whole squad on deck Ya we puttin’ yall to rest
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Written by: Landyn Gonzalez, Leon Boswell, Michael Joseph
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