"3 Peat" lyrics
Edot Babyy & Sha EK Lyrics
Nigga, suck my dick
Public Service Announcement
Yozora
Anybody throw up Gz, gettin' shot
You drop my Os, you gettin' shot
Elvis
Smokin' on D and D
Grrt, OGz the fuck up
Niggas know my fuckin' body
Yeah, Uh-huhh
Right now, bitch, I'm smokin' Delilah
I'ma just pass you the blunt
This G57 I got in my pants got me fiendin' and ready to dump
When I'm on the east, I'm wit' Spongy
He like, "EK, it's Chic' in the blunt" (Chico)
And don't try to run like, Dubskii, or get hit in ya' head like you Rell
Got me a Lotti, that's blockwork
Delilah got shot, know the opps hurt
They tryna Drilly Bop, do they lil' dance, but we make them bitches get jiggy
He try to dump but we dump back
That's his brother, so Sage in the runtz pack (Grrah)
Fuck it (Grrah), I gotta say it again (Grrah-grrah)
No, Matt cannot get his lungs back
Like, fuck that, C Blu playin' sides, I catch 'em turn him to a runtz pack
Fuck all the Flocks, them niggas is dead
Keep one in the head, I cannot lack
You stupid? I'm smokin' on dead niggas
JB, that nigga boomin', uh
Smokin' on Lotti, mix it wit' the Matt
They everything dead, but they don't got a pack
Jay Patek was beggin' for features
I didn't get on his song, 'cause he dead wack
[?] I rather get punched up
How the fuck you did not let your gun bust?
And Ralphy got post on the Island
No more, "Free PJ", that nigga be wilin', grrah, grrah'
No more, "Free PJ", that nigga be wilin'
Right now, bitch, I'm smokin' Delilah
I'ma just pass you the blunt
This G57 I got in my pants got me fiendin' and ready to dump
When I'm on the east, I'm wit' Spongy
He like, "EK, it's Chic' in the blunt" (Chico)
And don't try to run like, Dubskii, or get hit in ya' head like you Rell
Right now, bitch, I'm smokin' Delilah
I'ma just pass you the blunt
This G57 I got in my pants got me fiendin' and ready to dump
When I'm on the east, I'm wit' Spongy
He like, "EK, it's Chic' in the blunt" (Chico)
And don't try to run like, Dubskii, or get hit in ya' head like you Rell
Public Service Announcement
Yozora
Anybody throw up Gz, gettin' shot
You drop my Os, you gettin' shot
Elvis
Smokin' on D and D
Grrt, OGz the fuck up
Niggas know my fuckin' body
Yeah, Uh-huhh
Right now, bitch, I'm smokin' Delilah
I'ma just pass you the blunt
This G57 I got in my pants got me fiendin' and ready to dump
When I'm on the east, I'm wit' Spongy
He like, "EK, it's Chic' in the blunt" (Chico)
And don't try to run like, Dubskii, or get hit in ya' head like you Rell
Got me a Lotti, that's blockwork
Delilah got shot, know the opps hurt
They tryna Drilly Bop, do they lil' dance, but we make them bitches get jiggy
He try to dump but we dump back
That's his brother, so Sage in the runtz pack (Grrah)
Fuck it (Grrah), I gotta say it again (Grrah-grrah)
No, Matt cannot get his lungs back
Like, fuck that, C Blu playin' sides, I catch 'em turn him to a runtz pack
Fuck all the Flocks, them niggas is dead
Keep one in the head, I cannot lack
You stupid? I'm smokin' on dead niggas
JB, that nigga boomin', uh
Smokin' on Lotti, mix it wit' the Matt
They everything dead, but they don't got a pack
Jay Patek was beggin' for features
I didn't get on his song, 'cause he dead wack
[?] I rather get punched up
How the fuck you did not let your gun bust?
And Ralphy got post on the Island
No more, "Free PJ", that nigga be wilin', grrah, grrah'
No more, "Free PJ", that nigga be wilin'
Right now, bitch, I'm smokin' Delilah
I'ma just pass you the blunt
This G57 I got in my pants got me fiendin' and ready to dump
When I'm on the east, I'm wit' Spongy
He like, "EK, it's Chic' in the blunt" (Chico)
And don't try to run like, Dubskii, or get hit in ya' head like you Rell
Right now, bitch, I'm smokin' Delilah
I'ma just pass you the blunt
This G57 I got in my pants got me fiendin' and ready to dump
When I'm on the east, I'm wit' Spongy
He like, "EK, it's Chic' in the blunt" (Chico)
And don't try to run like, Dubskii, or get hit in ya' head like you Rell
