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yung ceej, fitzy, jxyt - 3 headed goat lyrics

[chorus: fitzy & jxyt] break in the bank n0body know please dont get naked i just want the throat me jake and ceej we a 3 headed goat you gonna lose your life go pray to the pope whip got a hemi clutching my semi please do not test me this sh+t can get heavy popped him 2 times he wasn’t ready this sh+t can get messy

[verse 1: fitzy] you dont know me i really came from poverty putting out classics im holding a novelty get one thing straight i know bradley proud of me dont come around cuz you might be a casualty every check different i dont got a salary i make big bag after big rack b+tch talking up get b+tch slapped run up on me his organs get mismatched, ayy this sh+t can get sticky k!lla took a shot im lucky he missed me clutching my semi we done came out the bezzy tell this k!lla we ready im cooking up in the pot this sh+t ain’t betty keep me a glock spin around your block praying that a p+ssy try to talk praying that we find ourselves an opp praying they let my lil bean out the box im dripping gucci to the socks

[verse 2: jxyt] look i copped her then i dropped her fly as f+ck then im looking proper ain’t gon f+ck with you ain’t gon f+ck with me pop out this my legacy ain’t no replacing me calling me roll in peace keep that gun on me hit a l!ck cut a b+tch take a sip dont be a snitch talk your sh+t keep a bl!ck

[chorus: fitzy] break in the bank n0body know please dont get naked i just want the throat me jake and ceej we a 3 headed goat you gonna lose your life go pray to the pope

[verse 3: yung ceej] yung ceej whats up? we send a shot we ain’t missing we shooting 100 percent like the pistons opps dead good riddance i can spit bars when i get in my hood feelings now its all good times make more millions but you still get dropped but you still get popped please do not talk cuz you will get f+cking rocked please do not talk this sh+t can get really hot i keep it a buck i ain’t really give a f+ck lotta people tried giving up now look at us private venues booking us but me and jake we still pull up with them rods we shooting with accuracy but this ain’t no cod we hitting everything against the odds they tried counting us out but look at us now keep it a pound show you what im all about yung ceej

- yung ceej fitzy jxyt lyrics

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