3 Below lyrics

[Chorus]
Eyes low like limos
Wrist froze like three below
Do the dash like I'm Mario
Syrup sip, call it cruise control
Always blazed everywhere I go
Syrup all up in my gin though
Whippin' round with a white ho
Wrist froze on that Tokyo

[Verse 1]
Throwin' hunnid dollar bills all up in the city
I got thirty f*cking b*tches with that honeyberry
Bad b*tch in my iPhone
Pop a tag, got my mind blown
Big blunts everywhere I go
Fruit up in my Styrofoam
Rollin' up a f*ckin' sticky blunt
Motherf*ckers know I'm number one
Rollin' up, I sip the purple stuff
Swishin' down, got me purped up
Motherf*ckers know I'm really out here, b*tch
Put in work for my city, b*tch

[Chorus]
Eyes low like limos
Wrist froze like three below
Do the dash like I'm Mario
Syrup sip, call it cruise control
Always blazed everywhere I go
Syrup all up in my gin though
Whippin' round with a white ho
Wrist froze on that Tokyo
[Verse 2]
b*tch, lookin' like Darude with my sandstorm (Sandstorm, b*tch)
Yeah, I'm whippin' in a 'Rari. that's my transport (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Everywhere I go I'm f*ckin' on a model b*tch (On a model b*tch)
Throw my money in the air on some rich sh*t (Rich sh*t)
Couple diamonds on me glisten 'cause they VVS
Ayy, sippin' on that champagne, Max Payne
I just spent a couple racks and flew out to Paris
Ayy, I've been seeing numbers, b*tch, I had to have it
Syrup all in my juice (Juice)
Pourin' up another deuce (Deuce)
Wrist lookin' like a frozone (Frozone)
Killin' all the f*ckin' ozone (Ozone)
Pulled up in a fast car (Fast car)
And I'm whippin' like it's NASCAR (NASCAR)
Doin' something big for my city (City)
Throw it back with a bad b*tch

[Chorus]
Eyes low like limos
Wrist froze like three below
Do the dash like I'm Mario
Syrup sip, call it cruise control
Always blazed everywhere I go
Syrup all up in my gin though
Whippin' round with a white ho
Wrist froze on that Tokyo
Eyes low like limos
Wrist froze like three below
Do the dash like I'm Mario
Syrup sip, call it cruise control
Always blazed everywhere I go
Syrup all up in my gin though
Whippin' round with a white ho
Wrist froze on that Tokyo