2SG Tay, GetRichZay, Cocaine Mali - Triple Threat lyrics

Six, six, six grrt (Go)
Boom, let's go (Skrrt) go
(TZY on some other shit)
Gang, gang, ayy, ayy

Ayy, we got choppers, Glocks, whatever
Nigga get caught wherever (Grrt, boom, boom)
Ayy, fuckin' this dumb white
Bitch named Heather
I swear that ass hot like a fever
(Uh, baow, baow, baow, uh)
Oh, I swear you can get it however
I stay with my Glock and
Bro stay with that Beretta
(Grrt, grrt, yeah) i ain't tryna talk
You ain't talkin' 'bout cheddar
(Aight, come on) still free all the guys
Still writin' them letters (Six)
Just fucked a nigga bitch first
Day that I met her (Come on)
Just blocked the bitch number, hell nah
I won't text her (Hell nah)
Big touchscreen shit when I
Ride in that Tesla (Skrrt)
Nigga might get slammed in this
Bitch like a wrestler (Let's go) , I swear
Ayy, Faceshot Gang sit 'em down like a chair
(Boom, what else?)
Got so many hoes in this bitch
We could share (Ayy, come on, yeah)
Nah, so many hoes in this bitch we could play
(No cap) might fuck two hoes
Get them hoes by the pair

Go, go (Boom)
Big Coke just had a play at the store
Uh, I show you how to go get you a
Ten pack when we all off the dope
Studio full of them Glizzies and ARs
In love with exotic poles (Boom)
Nigga can't name one time he seen us
And we ain't have fifty or more (Uh)
I'm on the block straight workin' (Work)
Nigga be burnt out poppin'
Them fentanyl thirties
Ho, you popped your thirty (Thirty)
Ho, you know how to work it (Uh, work it)
Baow, baow, baow, baow, hit the whip
Reverse it (Reverse it)
Speakin' on work you ain't do
All these niggas merchin'
(All these niggas merchin')
High speed on the narcs
(Skrrt) , dirty car, can't let
'em search it (Uh, uh)
I'm numb to the bullshit
(Uh) , I clutch off the Perkies
Get hit with a full clip
Won't let no nigga hurt me (Boom)
Don't fear that rapper, ain't caught a
Hat and lyin' all his verses, yeah

Ayy, we got choppers, Glocks, whatever
Nigga get caught wherever (Grrt)
Ayy, fuckin' this dumb white
Bitch named Heather
I swear that ass hot like a fever
(Uh, uh, I swear)
Oh, I swear you can get it however (Uh)
I stay with my Glock and
Bro stay with that Beretta
(Stay with that yeah) i ain't tryna talk
You ain't talkin' 'bout cheddar
(Aight, come on) still free all the guys
Still writin' them letters (Six)
Just fucked a nigga bitch first
Day that I met her (Come on)
Just blocked the bitch number, hell nah
I won't text her (Hell nah)
Big touchscreen shit when I
Ride in that Tesla (Skrrt)
Nigga might get slammed in this
Bitch like a wrestler (Let's go) , I swear
Ayy, Faceshot Gang sit 'em down like a chair
(Boom, what else?)
Got so many hoes in this bitch
We could share (Ayy, come on, yeah)
Nah, so many hoes in this bitch we could play
(No cap) might fuck two hoes
Get them hoes by the pair

Lil Tay top shotta, I do what I want to
(yeah) go lurk on your block
(Big six)
Watch how quick I come through (yeah)
We slide with chop, shit like Kung Fu
Ain't run from a beam and a scope
(Boom) , what you gon' do? (Boom, boom)
I'm from beyond side, them boys scared
Never creep with a opp ho
(Six) , she givin' me head (yeah)
The six way up on the score
Two opps just got hit
Tryna touch us some more (Ha ha ha)
Lil Tay get to blickin'
Red tips at your 'fro
Opp niggas, they don't trust
Put dick in they ho
They bitch throwin' Cook Road strapped up
Come on my side bullshittin', get clapped up
(Big six) last niggas came through the
Hood got backed up (Uh, huh)
Thirty-three with a drum
So you know I'm gon' act up
'Cause I really get shit gone (Get what?)
Can't speak up too much
You know 12 tappin' phones (12)
Folks get some weed
Just smoke him to the dome
(Fuck Weezy, fuck Weezy)
This should be my cologne 'cause
The boy way too strong (Fuck Weezy)

(TZY on some other shit)