Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Triple Threat, artist - Freddie Gibbs. Album song Freddie, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 21.06.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: EMPIRE, ESGN
Song language: English
Triple Threat |
Till we get it right, baby, yah |
Mix it up till we get it right, yah |
If anything stay in your lane, you in my city now |
Put diamonds on me and my riders on me |
Came like LeBron, only trill niggas doing this shit |
Ridin' on 'em, never dyin' on em |
(«Man, you can’t tell me a motherfuckin' thing, bruh») |
Yeah, yeah |
Triple-threat, triple-black the 'Vette—left it drippin' wet |
Drippin' wet, whip that chicken wet, I just trippled that |
Trip with that, bitch, I’m whipping wet, put that on the set |
On the set, I iced up the set, put that on my neck |
On my neck, stay in your lane, this game’ll lay you down |
Bentley thang, last night, Mulsanne, today, Mercedes down |
Pinky ring, ice diamond chain, these hoes can’t pay me now |
Bentley thang, last night, Mulsanne, today, Mercedes down |
Fuck your convo, bitch, I’m here for the sex—I must confess |
Hit your ho and left that shit drippin' wet—I must confess |
Fuck this rap shit, I’m just here for the check—I must confess |
Po-po throw the hundred years on the desk—I won’t confess |
Roll my dope to smoke like ain’t no tomorrow, yo, that’s my motto |
Fuck your homies, make you po' out the bottle, bitch, I’m a rider |
Roll my dope to smoke like ain’t no tomorrow, yo, that’s my motto |
Fuck your homies, make you po' out the bottle, bitch, I’m a rider |
Triple-threat, chipped 'em with the TEC, left 'em drippin' wet |
Triple-threat, she a triple-threat; |
booty, pussy, neck |
Pussy, neck, papers, pussy wet, guess who pushin' that? |
Pushin' that, I crossed out the set, left 'em drippin' wet |
Drippin' wet, stay in your lane, this game will lay you down |
Bentley thang, no wedding rang, ten different ladies now |
What you claim? |
I bang the same, we straight gang gangin' now |
Package cain, hard white cocaine, I’m whippin' babies now |
Fuck your convo, bitch, I’m here for the sex—I must confess |
Hit your ho and left that shit drippin' wet—I must confess |
Fuck this rap shit, I’m just here for the check—I must confess |
Po-po throw the hundred years on the desk—I won’t confess |
Roll my dope to smoke like ain’t no tomorrow, yo, that’s my motto |
Fuck your homies, make you po' out the bottle, bitch, I’m a rider |
Roll my dope to smoke like ain’t no tomorrow, yo, that’s my motto |
Fuck your homies, make you po' out the bottle, bitch, I’m a rider |
My diamonds on me and my riders on me, yeah |
Ridin' on 'em, never dyin' on em, yeah |
My diamonds on me and my riders on me, yeah |
Ridin' on 'em, never dyin' on em, yeah |
What? |