Parkland

CTE 3

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CTE 3


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Camp Camp
Three
I ain't talking bout bitches when I say I walk in the spot and I'm holding a titty
Step on a nigga I'm hitting my Griddy
Bloodstains on his shirt like some muhfucking chili
I don't do beef, I grill it
Gun big as hell can't conceal it
Fourty bullets make a f*ck nigga feel it
Say "three just a rapper" go ask the city
Smoking your brother this lil bitch sticky
These niggas rats like Mickey
Might take his hoe cus that lil bitch pretty
She sending pics tryna give up the kitty
Go with the play on the six like Smitty
Tell him to slide and get put on a fitted
Only send shots on computers, hidden
Air out they block with this ruger hit him
Tell a f*ck nigga to slide
She say I'm hot cus I walk with this fye
Hit from the back and I'm breaking her spine
Twelve say the six why these niggas been dying
Tell 'em they lying, none of my opps are outside
Don't take one of mine cus I'm coming for three
Say you want a verse? Then pay me the fee
I got me some killers, they bodies are free
Locked in with my niggas, I don't need a key
Lay a f*ck nigga down like a matress
Don't post on IG drop an address
Tell you're mama go get her a black dress
I'm Gon get a bitch gone like an absence
Told lil bro when I'm gone don't drop no tear
You're bitch on my side like this muhfucker cheer
Word to my bro ain't a nigga I fear
Don't send no more threats get me killed
Throw bullets like Brady I've been in the field
Know blood niggas that'll make shit spill
Ayy three
Know niggas be telling still screaming gang
Want the green like I'm playing for Notre Dame
On the six give f*ck what a nigga claim
Hit a stick like controllers, no fucking game
You can go ask you're bitch, we not the same
My big brother a demon, call him Kane
I'm gon slide 'bout mine they'll do the same
Be a cold ass summer these bullets rain
I'm Gon heat up they block with this fucking flame
Pop up on they corner, Circle K
These niggas be sweeter than lemonade
Bitch Three Ayy
I turn they hood into columbine
I'll turn they shit into Parkland
Ain't running from shots go ask the apartments
Voice of the hood like Parkway Gardens
Shots hit from deep ain't no way you can guard it
If he don't die leave him fucking retarded
Been stepping on shit you niggas ain't started
Told a hoe I'm the shit like a muhfucker farted
Fourth of July how this stick get to sparking
Let this shit drop they Gon say I'm the hardest
New pack on the way come shop he a target
Like up they shit with this fire like arson
Step leave him red like the muhfucking carpet
I made a friend out my demons like Arsene
I tote a stick like I play for the Marlins
They telling me chill I'm just getting started

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Written by: Jordan Nnaife

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