jose3rdgen – abc (123 remix) lyrics
[intro]
yea
wet
flex
uh huh, uh huh, uh huh
[hook]
a-b-c, they keep trynna f-ck with me
e-f-g, these hoes trynna get the d
h-i-j, got a uzi, let it bang
k-y-s, put a noose around ya neck
living lavish in this b-tch, yea you know we living rich
bust a nut inside target and f-cked up the establishment
balling hard just like lavar, so you know we gotta flex
running from the 12, we take no l’s, we running up a check
[verse 1]
skrting off the block, yea we drop the top
don’t f-ck with no xannies, grab the draco you get shot
thought she wanna give me top, but instead she wanna talk
so instead i beat my meat and bust a nut inside my sock
walk into a target and you know we robbing sh-t
and we running trains, like we failed a f-cking drivers test
im so psycho, they would tell me that i need a therapist
unpredictable, they can’t read me like they’re illiterate
[hook]
a-b-c, they keep trynna f-ck with me
e-f-g, these hoes trynna get the d
h-i-j, got a uzi, let it bang
k-y-s, put a noose around ya neck
living lavish in this b-tch, yea you know we living rich
bust a nut inside target and f-cked up the establishment
balling hard just like lavar, so you know we gotta flex
running from the 12, we take no l’s, we running up a check
[verse 2]
i beat my meat, c-m in the sheets
alone in my crib, releasing my seed
like adam and eve, cook up some ramen
then i go to sleep, rinse and repeat
call me lil purpp, i stay counting big bucks
these hoes is nintendo, the way that they switch up
use me for clout, now that i’m richer
kicked that b-tch out, i said pack yo sh-t up
count up your bands, that sh-t is so low
15%, call that sh-t geico
hopped in the lambo, shooters like rambo
if hoes talking sh-t imma reload the ammo
playstation gang, your brother is lame
no ice and no chain, still run the game
call me a marathon, way that i run up
this beat is a haircut the way it got done up
[hook]
a-b-c, they keep trynna f-ck with me
e-f-g, these hoes trynna get the d
h-i-j, got a uzi, let it bang
k-y-s, put a noose around ya neck
living lavish in this b-tch, yea you know we living rich
bust a nut inside target and f-cked up the establishment
balling hard just like lavar, so you know we gotta flex
running from the 12, we take no l’s, we running up a check
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