Triple Threat lyrics

[Intro]
(Warning-Warning, this is not a-)
(Commencing Operation Doomsday)
(Baow, baow, baow, n*gga, free the 8 n*gga)
(Yo Meen, play that sh*t)

[Chorus: Stacks BW]
Like-Like, I get crafty with G in my hand
This sh*t on my waist make 'em dance
We in the 8 rockin' Mike's on the lands
Trey pound heavy had to fix up my stance
Why you think imma throw up my hands
Bet this 40 won't give 'em a chance
Stand over and click, now he stuck in a trance

[Post Chorus: Stacks BW]
Smoke Lo b*tch I'm fried up
Like 82 tryna bend through Snyder
We get the lo' right now it's a vibe
I told my Suvy to suit up and bother
He got tagged in his leg need a doctor
My Suvy on go mode flickin' tryna flock sumn'
With the Hat in the Aston we ridin'
But b*tch I'm the Ape, I jack 'еm 'til I got one, like

[Verse 1: Stacks BW]
The G gеt to banging I post up
And that M&M smack whn I roll up
I got my twin chop with me to fold 'em
If you feel away you get pop like soda
82 Gang it get cold Minnesota
pus*y we in the 8 what I told 'em
Don't got the G then my layo gone poke 'em
We gon' stay on that block tryna see who out there loafing
[Verse 2: Etho Suave]
This rap sh*t cool when y'all comin' outside?
Let me know I could pop out with mine
We do hit on scooters and on bikes
They be tryna troll but be dropping like flies
Y'all know wassup w me and mines
Ion' know nun bout that other side
They like to put on these facades
We got the G-ride grinch mode time
Can't 'lax for a week if you got a Chevy bring that sh*t to me
Posting hits on the net these n*ggas the police
Oh you think you tough show me what that mean
Most of you n*ggas dissin' with no scenes
Purple in my cup, we don't do that green sh*t
Got the Wokk with me tryna bang on Gwee's
Thousand dollar jeans we walking in on flee sh*t
And these mikes is what I hold my G in
Take flicks on our block and then leave
They don't let none of they guns squeeze n*gga
Push up and you gon' feel this heat
Yo watch that V I told bro I been pre'd n*gga
Y'all won't ride for me I don't believe n*ggas
Stick to me and mine show love to the team
And they dissed me who the f*ck is these n*ggas?
Camouflage we blend in with the trees
Noname wit' me n*gga that's my 3
We like the D's, when I back out freeze
Post up right on front of they block we gon' bang on the first one who come out the Pz
And I don't do internet beef
If it's up then leave it in the streets
And they need to get off they knees
Y'all n*ggas can't f*ck with me or show me breesh
[Verse 3: ChrisBands]
Like, you gon' die if you cross my team
Boys behind us, I toss my G
Throw a few I'm tryna cause a scene
Have him tapping his body like he lost his keys
Like and why would I cuff me a skeez
Chevy or head or you gotta leave
Don't spin when we hawkin' that V
Like free bro he almost caught that B
Raising my hand up straight A student
Catch that B when I up it and boom it
With the scenes we tryna make a news clip
Opp-Opp thot I give her D then I'm poofin'
Boys behind us can't stop gotta lose 'em
Jwett behind the wheel then we cruisin'
Like If I got my G I remove 'em
No I give n*ggas the beats like producers
Couple n*ggas got faded, a Ghost Glock overrated
Throw Three Shots then I'm skatin'
If I don't see opps then I'm waiting
Playmaking I'm tryna create 'em
If I create space then I bet you I make it
Call me Lebron James the way I bang
'Cause I'm heatin' up in the paint tryna' flame it

[Chorus: Stacks BW]
Like-Like, I get crafty with G in my hand
This sh*t on my waist make 'em dance
We in the 8 rockin' Mike's on the lands
Trey pound heavy got to fix up my stance
Why you think imma throw up my hands
But this .40 won't give 'em a chance
Stand over and click now he stuck in a trance
[Post Chorus: Stacks BW]
Smoke Lo b*tch I'm fried up
Like 82 tryna bend through Snyder
We get the lo' right now it's a vibe
Like told my Suvy to suit up and bother
He got tagged in his leg need a doctor
My Suvy on go mode flickin' tryna flock sumn'
Wit' the Hat in the Aston, we ridin'
But b*tch I'm the Ape I jack 'em 'til I got one, like