TRIPLE lyrics

by

​smokedope2016


[Intro]
Pulled up, beamed you with a Glock like it's Halo
I be off them drugs every day 'cause I say so
I be up in court beatin' cases now the case closed
I don't be caught up in none of that beef that's for the weirdos

[Verse 1]
Three dead opps yeah, go get the camera mom
That's a triple headshot how I dropped 'em off
Went and bought out Finish Line I had to cop it all
'Rarris and Rovers I match the interior to my Audemars
Three dead opps yeah, go get the camera mom
That's a triple headshot how I dropped 'em off
Layin' in the ground, yeah yo momma frowns
Thing One dead and Thing Two too, Thing Three caught 9 mil rounds
I'm so f*cked up in the whip, yeah
Ugly b*tch, I bagged her face, sucked her tits
And now she throwin' up quick
f*ckin' with me, Smokedope a G
Smokedope a GOAT, Smokedope come f*ck with me
Three dead opps yeah, go get the camera mom
That's a triple headshot how I dropped 'em off
Went and bought out Finish Line I had to cop it all
'Rarris and Rovers I match the interior to my Audemars

[Verse 2]
Red dot on your nose, like a clown
You don't want smoke
I be with the bros, we smoke gas that make you choke
I heard you really broke, Dave app on your phone
Thrifted sh*t is all your clothes, gettin' money you don't know
You should go, you ain't gang
You ain't bro, this sh*t ain't safe
[?]
Now my mask on, f*ck the opps and f*ck the fakes I'm gone
[Verse 1]
Three dead opps yeah, go get the camera mom
That's a triple headshot how I dropped 'em off
Went and bought out Finish Line I had to cop it all
'Rarris and Rovers I match the interior to my Audemars
Three dead opps yeah, go get the camera mom
That's a triple headshot how I dropped 'em off
Layin' in the ground, yeah yo momma frowns
Thing One dead and Thing Two too, Thing Three caught 9 mil rounds
I'm so f*cked up in the whip, yeah
Ugly b*tch, I bagged her face, sucked her tits
And now she throwin' up quick
f*ckin' with me, Smokedope a G
Smokedope a GOAT, Smokedope come f*ck with me
Three dead opps yeah, go get the camera mom
That's a triple headshot how I dropped 'em off
Went and bought out Finish Line I had to cop it all
'Rarris and Rovers I match the interior to my Audemars

[Verse 2]
Red dot on your nose, like a clown
You don't want smoke
I be with the bros, we smoke gas that make you choke
I heard you really broke, Dave app on your phone
Thrifted sh*t is all your clothes, gettin' money you don't know
You should go, you ain't gang
You ain't bro, this sh*t ain't safe
[?]
Now my mask on, f*ck the opps and f*ck the fakes I'm gone
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