Triple Threat Pt.2

Edot Babyy & Roscoe G & Benzo B - Rap, New York Drill
Triple Threat Pt.2
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Duration: 2:13
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[Chrous: Dee Play4Keeps] Who we smokin' today? Blay, Ray, and fuck Lil Jay Ek When I up knocks better, when I up knocks better get out the way Oh you drop my O? Then we slide where he stay Fuck it, nigga act up, put him in his place Opp thot, gave me the drop, we know where you lay [Verse 1: Dee Play4Keeps] Sweep up, too tact, put the dot on his face Ain't gonna talk on your son, but your bitch gon' do what I say Ok, niggas think it's a game, I got 10 in this Glock, I really got aim Free my oota, that's Banga, he was goin' insane Shit get tact I bike throw the beam on his brain All of my opps is cappers, and they do it for fame [Verse 2: Roscoe G] Shit get sticky if you play with Roscoe 4 shots got 'em duckin' his taco We was them niggas lookin' for the Vato's Wherе they at? They nevеr outside though Cruise down they block, we on the [?] 2 hands when I see 'em, we tryna blam' him And we clickin' for Benji on camera, opp thot [?] [Verse 3: Edot Babyy] Clickin' for Benji, I ain't even thinkin' Opp thot, she let me fuck for a reason I told her to gobble the dick before I beat it Seen none of my opps, bitch we undefeated (Facts, Bitch) Slide through wit' a beam and a .30 Mask up, yeah it's finna get dirty Fuck bussin' off 10, I'm bussin' off 30's [Verse 4: Benzo B] Bend through that block, niggas know I move sturdy Up the knocks, tryna number his jersey Bro got the wheel so I don't gotta worry JJ on hots tryna bring out the .30 Oh that's your mans? Why would you leave 'em He ran on Woo, I know that they eat him I'm on hots tryna catch me a Peter Bend down the 8, got me feelin' like Cena Gutta, Matt, dead Can't lack, got 1 in the head Boy we on hots, tryna shoot off the Peg Dougie got hit, it should've been in his head Niggas know what we on when we bend through that block Catch me a Flock then he goin' up top And I'm smokin' on Gaddy, Matt, Ray, and fuck that nigga G-Pop [Chrous: Dee Play4Keeps] Who we smokin' today? Blay, Ray, and fuck Lil Jay, Ek When I up knocks better, when I up knocks better get out the way Oh you drop my O? Then we slide where he stay Fuck it, nigga act up, put him in his place Opp thot, gave me the drop, we know where you lay
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Credits
- Writers
- Edot Babyy
- Dee Play4Keeps
- Benzo B
- Roscoe G