3's (ft. Mars Deli)

Lyrics

[Chorus: LoneMoon] Ain't no bell bottoms (No), in all my jeans (All my jeans) Flow is smooth, though (Smooth), like a breeze (Like a breeze) I got doja, huh? Like to bleed I got hundreds, nigga, you got threes (You got threes) Ain't no bell bottoms (Nope), in all my jeans (Knock on my jeans) Flow is smooth, though (Yup), like a breeze (Like a breeze) I got doja, huh? (Yup) Like to bleed (Like to bleeds) I got hundreds, nigga, you got threes (You got threes) [Verse 1: LoneMoon] Made my beats, uh, yuh, cash increased him You can't beat him, you are beat here Look impeasier (Uh-huh), like your team player (Yes, huh) You remedial, all you get is D scale (Minus) Bounced right back on the rebound They don't look at you, they look at me now (Uh) LoneMoon rockin' with the cheese now (Woo) Smokin' with the brother, mother lean now (Yeah) People in the crowd make her scream out I don't even know what's comin', yeah Yeah, I'm on the road, I'm stunting (Uh-huh) Look at your career, on plummet, bruh [Chorus: LoneMoon] Ain't no bell bottoms (No), in all my jeans (All my jeans) Flow is smooth, though (Smooth), like a breeze (Like a breeze) I got doja, huh? Like to bleed I got hundreds, nigga, you got threes (You got threes) Ain't no bell bottoms (Nope), in all my jeans (Knock on my jeans) Flow is smooth, though (Yup), like a breeze (Like a breeze) I got doja, huh? (Yup) Like the bleeds (Like to bleeds) I got hundreds, nigga, you got threes (You got threes) [Verse 2: Mars Deli] Lord Jesus, LoneMoon, that's the team that be winning Niggas steady hatin' 'cause they don't see the vision (The vision) NASCAR flow, bitch, we fire off pistons Your bitch say that we got chemistry, her legs do division Uh From the streets I took a better route (Better route) Got familiar with the ins and outs If you wanna come up, you could beat the clout If you stuffed the back, got me hittin' out Uppercase, I'm the bigger jit Everybody wanna fuck with me We got hundreds, nigga, you got threes Hit a nigga with a pedigree [Chorus: LoneMoon] Ain't no bell bottoms (No), in all my jeans (All my jeans) Flow is smooth, though (Smooth), like a breeze (Like a breeze) I got doja, huh? Like to bleed I got hundreds, nigga, you got threes (You got threes) Ain't no bell bottoms (Nope), in all my jeans (Knock on my jeans) Flow is smooth, though (Yup), like a breeze (Like a breeze) I got doja, huh? (Yup) Like to bleed (Like to bleeds) I got hundreds, nigga, you got threes (You got threes)