3 Man Weave lyrics

(Damn, damn)
(Uh, uh)

[Verse]
This sh*t getting real gotta watch who you trust
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Cuz’ blowing sh*t up and he look like Sudan
You n*ggas be broke as sh*t, stealing out pentagon
Rap sh*t slow ‘imma wait for my time
I know she a hoe, she keep showing them signs
That boy Saint lost I ain't telling em sh*t
I seen the young n*gga cook up

[Verse]
Your man got hit he is not a survivor
I’m calling up Gil when I need me a driver
Don’t be like your man and get back for that P
This switch hype as sh*t it got ADHD
Doughboys tryna spin put that sh*t right on hold
He went down the sea and the young n*gga froze
Car locked as sh*t this a John Cena whip
Don't be like your man and cook up some
Im dragging my nuts and not telling em sh*t
Cuz’ geeking like sh*t to put one on they rip
Keep banging S bro but he left you
2019 I was calling him nеphew
I remembеr them nights we was thumbing through bags
Twelve deep wit lights, sh*t here they come got our tags
Go get in that car and don’t scream at no phone
Lil cuz’ did a bend and my youngin’ bout died
Twelve on my line I'm like f*ck it
Blowing my iron, I got low on a bucket
Man, high speed chase better hope I don’t crash
n*ggas be fifteen, doing the dash
I ain’t saying no names but the young n*gga fast
If sh*t get wicked I’ma hop out the uber
33 bang bang feel like Kyle Kuzma
Man, Rell got thunder we call this sh*t super
(Damn)
[Verse]
Diddy the driver, Gil gone hop out and hit
I’m bussing my iron ain’t showing no glitch
Meek yelling 9K, telling him sh*t
How you got aim but you hit up the wrong whip?
b*tches on us and they acting like squirrels
Cross a n*gga up like I’m playing for New Orleans

[Verse]
Now n*gga we good, cause Diddy a driver
Opp got spanked couldn’t make it to casa
These n*ggas be broke as sh*t go get a job
You n*ggas ain’t fix sh*t where is your rod
Remember late nights me and Mark in that V
n*ggas run when I’m blowing that P down the street
The boy tried to run, he didn’t have fast feet
Throwing a party we slid into U street

[Verse]
Damn, you gotta have money to come in the section
Dog in my pants I’m a walking erection
Riding in black trucks feel like the President
Youngin’ salute me I feel like a veteran