"3 Headed Savage" lyrics
BloodHound Q50, VonOff1700 & Big Opp Lyrics
(Fox you comin' brazy brudda, big drills)
Me and Q50 in a hot, spin the block, bout to blow, we gon' bail out and chase shit
Goofy ass niggas, I hate these niggas, I'm starting to think I'm racist
Bloodhound, Drench Gang, we face shit
Niggas don't slide, that shit be the strangest
My opps so broke, they ass be the lamest
You hit him in his head and I'm leavin' him brainless
If you want my chains, come take 'em
Big ass niggas, 10 milli' gon' break 'em
Pulled on the opps and I let off 80, like Kobe Bryant when he was playin' on the Lakers
Drench Gang, bitch I run with some tweakers
Bloodhound Lil Jeff, long live the reaper
Dressed in all black so you can't even see us
Four niggas, eight guns, when we bail out the steamer
Swing my door and I'm blowing the heater
Niggas be bitches, they run when they see us
White and black SRT8, this bitch look like a zebra
Q50 bounced out with the Drac', fuck a Nene
Found out she was fuckin' Big Opp and he beat her
Your lil' bitch dirty, that bitch wear Fila
Bounced out, I'm on his ass like he Family guy, that nigga just like Peter (Bitch-ass)
Link with the gang, pour a four in a liter (Four)
Dissin' on Mike ima send u to meet him (Send you to meet him)
Fuck school, I'll go shoot up my teacher (Know that)
Leave his ass at the funeral and shoot up the preacher (Grrah, grrah, grrah)
She fucked on the gang, but he think she a keeper
He took off and ran and got knocked out his sneakers
Pop out his bushes, I look like a beaver
Fuck 12, they hit the lights and we leave 'em
Niggas be tweakin', they thinkin' that I need 'em (Fuck 'em)
He did all that dissin', that's why he ain't breathin' (Dead ass)
He thirsty to kill, my lil' brother fiendin'
Bounce out put the clip to his tryna beam him
Dick ride the opps, we gon' catch him and leave him
If shorty go catch him a hat, I'ma feed him
Robbers and killers, Toss Gang breathin'
We four deep, masked up, ridin' a Demon (You know that)
When I swung my door, them niggas tried to run, they was fallin' and trippin'
It's a man down, go and check Spot, four niggas just bounced out a QX50
Lil Jeff got a Drac', and I got a 50
Ridin' through the hundreds, tryna catch me a Risky
Ay, Opp what you got
(Strap with a ten-milly)
Aye Von got the drop
(Hurry up, come get me)
Y'all know how I'm comin', if I like it, I take it
It could've been ten if I would've faced shit
GDK for the bricks, I see 'em I chase 'em
I hate these niggas, you will think I'm racist
Kill his ass in Amiri, this shit be costin'
Had to swap my Gen same day I bought it
Hopped out with no mask give no fuck 'bout who saw me
Who you know 19 left eight in a coffin?
Tote Micro Drac', you can tell how I'm walkin'
Caught him in a Uber, caught another nigga walkin'
Stand over his ass, where you going? Stop crawlin'
I'm the first to bounce out, I don't do no stallin'
Get hit with the glitch, I ain't doin' no brawlin'
Niggas be bitches, peace treaty, they callin'
My dumbass hit a fan, now she stalkin'
Slide was trollin', now his ass ain't talkin'
Me and Q50 in a hot, spin the block, bout to blow, we gon' bail out and chase shit
Goofy ass niggas, I hate these niggas, I'm starting to think I'm racist
Bloodhound, Drench Gang, we face shit
Niggas don't slide, that shit be the strangest
My opps so broke, they ass be the lamest
You hit him in his head and I'm leavin' him brainless
If you want my chains, come take 'em
Big ass niggas, 10 milli' gon' break 'em
Pulled on the opps and I let off 80, like Kobe Bryant when he was playin' on the Lakers
Drench Gang, bitch I run with some tweakers
Bloodhound Lil Jeff, long live the reaper
Dressed in all black so you can't even see us
Four niggas, eight guns, when we bail out the steamer
Swing my door and I'm blowing the heater
Niggas be bitches, they run when they see us
White and black SRT8, this bitch look like a zebra
Q50 bounced out with the Drac', fuck a Nene
Found out she was fuckin' Big Opp and he beat her
Your lil' bitch dirty, that bitch wear Fila
Bounced out, I'm on his ass like he Family guy, that nigga just like Peter (Bitch-ass)
Link with the gang, pour a four in a liter (Four)
Dissin' on Mike ima send u to meet him (Send you to meet him)
Fuck school, I'll go shoot up my teacher (Know that)
Leave his ass at the funeral and shoot up the preacher (Grrah, grrah, grrah)
She fucked on the gang, but he think she a keeper
He took off and ran and got knocked out his sneakers
Pop out his bushes, I look like a beaver
Fuck 12, they hit the lights and we leave 'em
Niggas be tweakin', they thinkin' that I need 'em (Fuck 'em)
He did all that dissin', that's why he ain't breathin' (Dead ass)
He thirsty to kill, my lil' brother fiendin'
Bounce out put the clip to his tryna beam him
Dick ride the opps, we gon' catch him and leave him
If shorty go catch him a hat, I'ma feed him
Robbers and killers, Toss Gang breathin'
We four deep, masked up, ridin' a Demon (You know that)
When I swung my door, them niggas tried to run, they was fallin' and trippin'
It's a man down, go and check Spot, four niggas just bounced out a QX50
Lil Jeff got a Drac', and I got a 50
Ridin' through the hundreds, tryna catch me a Risky
Ay, Opp what you got
(Strap with a ten-milly)
Aye Von got the drop
(Hurry up, come get me)
Y'all know how I'm comin', if I like it, I take it
It could've been ten if I would've faced shit
GDK for the bricks, I see 'em I chase 'em
I hate these niggas, you will think I'm racist
Kill his ass in Amiri, this shit be costin'
Had to swap my Gen same day I bought it
Hopped out with no mask give no fuck 'bout who saw me
Who you know 19 left eight in a coffin?
Tote Micro Drac', you can tell how I'm walkin'
Caught him in a Uber, caught another nigga walkin'
Stand over his ass, where you going? Stop crawlin'
I'm the first to bounce out, I don't do no stallin'
Get hit with the glitch, I ain't doin' no brawlin'
Niggas be bitches, peace treaty, they callin'
My dumbass hit a fan, now she stalkin'
Slide was trollin', now his ass ain't talkin'
Writer(s): Christian Derrick McDonald, Mikquale Cooper, Thankutimmy
