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3 peat - kino pif lyrics

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[intro]
yea, still on that westside sh*t

[verse 1]
aye
came in this b*tch with no name so what you saying now?
i got racks and rubber bands i can get you stained now (yea)
i can jump fresh today i’m chillin this wasn’t planned out (yea)
she tapped in with gang, bro sent a text like “bring yo friends out” (aye, cmon)
5 racks to p, he throwing deals, ooh lay it down
couple more to face for some more sh*t we send em out
18 for a day in that big lamb chop, we spinnin’ out
i got hoes in every state my shorty know but she don’t pout (yea, ahh)
auntie tapped me in quick with them blues aye
what you paying now ? (aye, what you paying ?)
dog hit my line talking bout a deal oh what we friends now ? (i don’t know you n*ggas )
naw this ain’t my hustle i just jumped in to get bands out
im trying to stay humble i’m feeling good cause i got fans now ( cause i got fans)
we ain’t gang, na (uh huh)
switching lanes now (uh huh)
bro busting chains now
gang going insane now (what up gang)
b*tch, yo n*gga lame you bet not bring your man out (stay your ass at home)
play with me you getting banged, you ain’t heard sh*t changed now
jamaica with my b*tch, saw me brought the palm angels out ( brought the palm angels out)
know i’m from the mitten so i brought the carti frames out (brought the carti frames out)
out of state i’m missing calls, they say i changed huh ( say i changed )
heating up, they on my ass, they see the flame hot
[verse 2: peezy]
let’s go
bro pulled up with 80 on his neck i had to go get me one
bro pulled up in a brand new benz mercedes i had to go get me one
i just took my lil hoe to dr miami to get her titties done
i been sitting in the studio for bout two days i pulled down 50 something (yea)
i ain’t gonna lie, after this flip i’m getting that bentley truck (i’m getting that bentley truck )
i ain’t gonna lie, play with me we shooting the whole city up (bop! bop! bop!)
ain’t gone lie , i came from jail and f*cked the city up ( i f*cked the city up)
i ain’t gonna lie i’m getting this mail my n*gga i’m rich as f*ck !
we stand on tall business (we stand on tall business )
we leave the malls empty (we leave the malls empty)
i don’t be f*cking around with these n*ggas i ain’t at all friendly (i ain’t all)
my lil b*tch sucked my d*ck so long she left my b*lls empty (sh*t)
my lil b*tch got her pp loan and gave it all to me (gave it all to me)
i just bite don’t do no barking, i’m a dog n*gga (yea i’m a dog n*gga)
we just shoot don’t do no talking, not at all n*gga (no not at all)
been selling dope for my whole life ain’t do no fraud n*gga (don’t do no fraud)
you p*ss me off, i end your life, i make one call n*gga (one call)

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