Triple Threat lyrics

[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 pus*y, looking like Spiderman shooting webs
I might pull up in that Beemer, hop out fresh as hell
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 di*k, 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, damn 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 di*k, 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?