Threesome lyrics

[Intro: Fukkit]
Ayy man, you know what the f*ck going on, man
It's yo' boy Fukkit, man
Fukk's the one and only, man, you know what it is
2019, 2020, we blowin' the f*ck up, man
I hear y'all mof*ckers talkin' sh*t in the background
Y'all finna be slaughtered, man
All the [?] lames, man (Uh), y'all finna be killed, man (Yeah)
I'm next, taking over (Uh)
Man (Yeah), rap game's over (Uh)

[Chorus: Fukkit]
I'm gettin' paper but won't tell the press
Tell my opps see you later with dots to the head
We been doin sh*t major, you childish instead
And the stick like a pencil, it came with the lead
Your mof*ckin' main b*tch came with a bed
But I throw a fish she get caught in a net
She say I'm a dog but she act like a pet
So let's go for a walk, get the leash on her neck
That AR-15, it came with the specs
I'm readin' that bluff, they mof*ckin' bet
At the mof*ckin' top and I ain't jump yet
You still what you not, I don't feel like that
I take what I got, I don't give sh*t back
Banana the clip, watch it peel like snacks
The flow like coke but it hit like crack
b*tch wanna f*ck me, I don't f*ck back
[Verse 1: Gelli & Sabino]
We runnin' like J's on yo' motherf*ckin team
Disrespect me, you get hit with a beam
Yo' girl wanna f*ck 'cause she see all this green
Craving this di*k, I turn her to a fiend
Don't even rap but I made this sh*t clean
Man, that hoe nasty, she got STDs
I'm in the the foreign, just rollin' up trees
I'm with yo' honey, I feel like a bee (Uh-huh)

[Verse 2: Sabino]
I walk with an attitude, f*ck your respect
These bars that they droppin', they reaking of sh*t
Don't tip-toe around it, boy, carry yo' stink
She bet I walk sideways soon as that b*tch hit
No need to reason, I'm real well and able
To carry the weight of a ton on my shoulders
Stay stuck like a boulder, they rock when we roll up
But sweet like Fruit Roll-Up, ain't got time for—hold up

[Interlude: Fukkit]
Only one reason you mof*ckers still alive, man
It's 'cause the Fukkit allows it, man
You know what it is, 2019, 2020
We takin' yo' f*ckin head off, man
Ayy man, shout-out all my n*ggas from L.A., man
Shout-out all my Midnight n*ggas
Shoutout everybody that f*ck with me
You know who it is man, uh-huh
[Chorus: Fukkit]
I'm gettin' paper but won't tell the press
Tell my opps see you later with dots to the head
We been doin sh*t major, you childish instead
And the stick like a pencil, it came with the lead
Your mof*ckin' main b*tch came with a bed
[?] fish, she get caught in a net
She say I'm a dog but she act like a pet
So let's go for a walk, get the leash on her neck
That AR-15, it came with the specs
I'm readin' that bluff, they mof*ckin' bet
At the mof*ckin' top and I ain't jump yet
You still what you not, I don't feel like that
I take what I got, I don't give sh*t back
Banana the clip, watch it peel like snacks
The flow like coke but it hit like crack
b*tch wanna f*ck me, I don't f*ck back, hah