Three Times Lyrics

Bus stop, bitch Im back at it
One millie one day I know my mathematics
Young soulja boy my whole life is fantastic
Rap game face similar to that down plastic
Ima switch lane with 2 chains, like 2 chains
Shout out to all my niggers that new gang
Ocean gang sod till they kill me
Little finger to them bitches who dont feel me

You ass bizy, I made that shit look easy
Tell them bitches that pussy wet when they see me
Im on tv, its that new mixtape,
Tell them haters fix their face
You ass bizy, I made that shit look easy
Tell them bitches that pussy wet when they see me
Im on tv, its that new mixtape,
Tell them haters fix their face

Lets chop it up, lets get down to the bizness
Real shit, Im a savage, I dont leave no witness
Ima keep this shit one million, up like 100 million
Ima stack my cake so high, that shit gonna touch the ceiling
Siding on my ceilings high because Im in the mansion
20 million cash I drop that bizness to the
Tell them folks to check my history,
Its a mystery that
I pack a bitch in about 60
20 goons may in one week
Straight up nigger real talk
I get cash with the
Lil drey from the west side, niggers know thats the best side
Talking down on the zone one Cadillac
Pussy niggers dont know me, I chop down the oz, I break it down and pass around
Riding through my fucking town
Bitch you know its going down
When Im high Im going up
I grab a and pull it up
Pussy nigger talking shit
Nigger I aint even gotta talk
Sod is what I bought, sod is what I brought
Man Ill fucking kill them
niggers dont fucking feel it
Sod Im reminiscent, about the old days and my old ways
In a new jig I know they mad, a hundred mill made the passing
Got too many cash in my little pocket
In my right pocket got a pistol though
Talking shit, bitch, Im a let it go
Yeah we in this bitch, swag on a hundred
Standing on the couch, everybodys getting blunted
Americas most wanted, its an honor to be here
I dont have no opponents, get them out of here
Dont compare me to no lames, bitch I make it rain
Nine wars on my fucking chain
Soulja Boy I tell them yo Im standing out of my brain
Never give a fuck like Im
Young drey bizz yeah I know that you heard of me
put me on tv, put wherever you want to
Ima still look like a prophet, nigger stop it
doing a sold out concert in Belfast,
Warning Im hot, Im scorching
I know it, a billion.

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