30

Lyrics

[Intro] Baby girl, I got three dicks Fuck with me, I got three dicks Thirty bitches, I got thirty clips [Hook] I got thirty inches on my car, I just made thirty drops Thirty shots in my Glock, thirty golds in my mouth You can call me leprechaun, throw the gold in the pot Dish soap in the pot, thirty bands for a drop Need somewhere to hide that guap, think I need another spot Thirty down, straight drop, dirty tan, get rocked Love the way that 30 pop, Stephen Curry with the shot Sixteen, I open shop, then the people kicked us out [Verse 1] I ain't with that shit, I swear to God I'm on that shit, I swear to God And really this a 40 But my 40 hold thirty Met a cougar bitch, she thirty She heard a nigga putting that work in Ho, I'm just sliding, I ain't serving I be gliding, I be swerving [Pre-Hook] Keep these niggas out my face, so concerning I be sniping and observing Skrrt, skrrt, I be leaning when I'm turning All my pieces working, got me splurging [Hook] I got thirty inches on my car, I just made thirty drops Thirty shots in my Glock, thirty golds in my mouth You can call me leprechaun, throw the gold in the pot Dish soap in the pot, thirty bands for a drop Need somewhere to hide that guap, think I need another spot Thirty down, straight drop, dirty tan, get rocked Love the way that 30 pop, Stephen Curry with the shot Sixteen, I open shop, then the people kicked us out [Verse 2] Rest in peace to my grandpa, he had thirty jits I'm not a killer, but where the beat? I wanna murder it This a drought, it ain't no work, this shit been working, bih So I'm lurkin', bih, I'm 'bout to go on a burglary Them people playing at my bank, they think I'm doing scams Nigga drop the 28, he lost seven grams Blackin' P's every day like I'm will.i.am Heard you niggas was looking for me, well, here I am! [Pre-Hook] Keep these niggas out my face, so concerning I be sniping and observing Skrrt, skrrt, I be leaning when I'm turning All my pieces working, got me splurging [Hook] I got thirty inches on my car, I just made thirty drops Thirty shots in my Glock, thirty golds in my mouth You can call me leprechaun, throw the gold in the pot Dish soap in the pot, thirty bands for a drop Need somewhere to hide that guap, think I need another spot Thirty down, straight drop, dirty tan, get rocked Love the way that 30 pop, Stephen Curry with the shot Sixteen, I open shop, then the people kicked us out