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triple threat - jackboi dave lyrics

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[intro: rmc mike]
aero, have my baby
b*tch

[verse 1: rmc mike]
shout out my n*gga dave, from the 305
disrespect one of my guys, n*gga, we gon’ slide
rio poured a whole 8, i need 3 more lines
seen a n*gga i shot last week, hit him 3 more times
i don’t really [?] sh*t, so i’m watching close
popped a n*gga backstage, they had to stop the show
one b*tch just ain’t enough, i need a lotta hoes
finessed my new plug on some boles, now it’s time to smoke
hit the road with your b*tch, she a lift driver
made her ass get out the car, now she hitch hiking
n*ggas always gon’ be broke, ’cause y’all misguided
i just wrote a fire verse, watch me ignite it
a lotta glocks in this car, n*gga, we legit
i need my money by monday, f*ck 50 cent
rio pulled out all blues, like a 50 strip
unc playing with the dog food, he got 50 [?]

[verse 2: jackboi dave]
catch me with your b*tch, smoking [?]
playing with the p*ssy, looking like spiderman shooting webs
i might pull up in that beemer, hop out fresh as h*ll
sipping on that mud, moving like a snale
n*ggas say they getting money, i can hardly tell
you got [?], why you trappin but couldn’t post a bail?
i was in the dice game, lost to the shorty twice
sold [?] [?] fake percs, [?] for his life
gave your b*tch the d*ck, and call that sh*t a night
poured a cup, popped a perc, now i’m feeling right
the way that chopper hit him, boy, you should’ve seen it
i’m with your ho [?]
we hit the offace, they got naked when them hoes seen us
i snuck a pint up in the club, i need a 2 lieder
i’m in the trap with the work, i ain’t even bag it
just beat a n*gga in 2k, now he saying his game lagging
i be moving [?] i ain’t lacking
a n*gga get this sh*t twisted, i might stop rapping
i know these f*ck n*ggas broke, it ain’t no surprise
your time’s up, take that rentle back to enterprise
rio hit my line with a play, you know i gotta slide
mike playing with the pedicry, yeah, it’s dinner time
f*ck n*gga got it on his mind, get you outlined
b*tch n*gga better get your’s, ’cause i’m getting mine
you drink green, i drink purple, he say what’s the difference?
i told him basicly, you pickle [?]
dave tryna get a mill, n*gga, f*ck your feelings
get rich or die trying, like that n*gga 50
b*tch n*ggas talking crazy, just know i’m coming
glock 27 on me, feeling like i’m [?]
big stepper round this b*tch, you know how i’m stomping
bad b*tch ride shotgun, she look like pocahontas
[verse 3: rio da yung og]
my auntie son keep a pint of wok, that’s my purple cousin
vanilla wafers in my wood, i be smoking hundreds
[?] draco in the car, b*tch i’m [?]
2 extra 50 clips in it, llike i broke a hundred
got into a shootout with my dad, he had to choak my mama
dawg dropped a scat, i’m bussing in it, like i broke the condem
n*gga acting like he [?] stay in a whole apartment
put a ruger clip in a glock, d*mn near broke the cartrage
i heard them chirps fly [?] to the ground, when you in miami
i just sold my fiend jt, b*tch, i ain’t yung miami
sometimes she text me for the drank, but i love my grannie
b*tch you finna stuff [?] panties
call e if you need some pills, he got every xannie
my b*tch still got 40 with a d*ck, but i ain’t with a tranny
tryna power break it in reverse, i just slipped my [?]
the plug sent the bole [?]

[outro: rio da yung og]
yeah, n*gga, it’s rio da yung og
boys in this b*tch
you know what the f*ck going on
what up, jackboi? mike?

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