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3200 tre - project x lyrics

[intro: babyfxce e]
m, huh

[verse 1: babyfxce e]
i got the hoes tryna fight, it feel like baddies up in here (d+mn, bryce, this sh+t too icey)
i got the extendo in the clips, who want static up in here?
huh, put it to his skin, get him tatted up in here (gary! garrry!)
it’s a b+tton on the back, it sound like static when you hear it
huh, n+gga, this a striker, don’t get in the chally if you scared
hitting her from the back, i got her calling me daddy in the mirror
hit you in your hat, my n+ggas’ll f+cking tap you if you near me
these ain’t no asics, p+ssy n+gga, these some bottegas
one tap, two biskits in they head, now they both bagels
bro like kobe on the lakers, he be smoke facin’
he don’t give no assists, better calm down, talking crazy ’cause i know your b+tch
cracked and get to exposing sh+t
baby chop on me, i’m tryna figure out how old it is
i don’t need no flash in my kit, lil’ b+tch, you know i’m lit
gang pull up taking whips from n+ggas, but he don’t be toting sh+t
b+tch, you turned down, where them hoes that be throwing sh+t?
blackout knock his power out, now he need a solar system
360 on me, i ain’t talking ’bout that older system
go ask the streets how many strikers that i sold to n+ggas

[verse 2: 3200 tre]
hmm, you don’t hit my type of hoes, i would’ve hoed them b+tches
i’m a player, you a ho if you exposing b+tches
i like glocks, i can’t sleep with hoes, i can’t get cozy with them
whenever i need to clear my head, i find a four and sip it
i find a four and grab it
hmm, i’m not gon’ throw you baggies
hmm, i can’t do no ugly hoes, i like to roll with baddies
hmm, a ass n+gga tryna rap, i’m finna overtax him
hmm, them n+ggas did his face bo’, they had to close the casket
hmm, i like rolling up good dope, and beatin’ the road down
hmm, i’m a full time rapper now, i put the stove down
hmm, she say she like the way i sound, i got my own style
just broke bed and f+cked the frame up, she put that rose down
hmm, i’m the best n+gga she had, she not gon’ ever leave
before the rap, i thought it’d be bag, i was out selling weed
i’ll let you have the one on my back, i got h+lla t’s
i done hit some plays on mlk and some on evergreen
[outro: 3200 tre & babyfxce e]
come on, n+gga
real money counter, m.i.n.e. sh+t, b+tch
m block, all that sh+t, striker boys
it’s thirty

- 3200 tre lyrics

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