Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song 3 Vets , by - The Future Kingz. Release date: 06.01.2020
Song language: English
3 Vets |
| They don’t fight you where I’m from |
| Like the beat, I keep a drum |
| You ain’t got dough lil' boy, you a bum (Ayy) |
| She gave me brain that bit' so dumb (So dumb) |
| Used to be broke, I ain’t have no funds |
| Now I spend it just for fun |
| Eat at Harold’s just for lunch (Ayy) |
| Walk up in dis bitch wit da VVS |
| Can’t get my 'Gram 'cause I don’t do the text |
| Don’t give a damn 'bout how you flex |
| Pull up with cubans all over my neck |
| Tec gon' blam don’t care who next |
| See me and kinfolk, you see three vets |
| I’m at the show, better have my check |
| Choppa gon' blow if you disrespect us |
| Choppa gon' blow if you disrespect |
| Lotta bad bitches wanna give me sex |
| Gang on my neck, gold chain wit da crest |
| She gon' buss it down on a boy then I dip |
| You a lil' bitch crying 'bout some creds |
| Had a drop a roll and I got some breads |
| Renz gon' eat, whole gang get fed |
| Hatin on me? |
| Lil' boy get slept (Slept) |
| Hatin' on me? |
| Lil' boy get slept |
| I ain’t even really gotta call my gang |
| Got a 30 on me so I’m by myself |
| Shorty wanna know if I dress myself |
| Cheated on her man like I gave her health |
| Told me go deep like a wishing well |
| Hit it one time then you know I bailed (Uh) |
| Diamonds shinin' on 'em can’t control 'em |
| I be wit' a pretty bitch, she from California |
| I asked my lawyer, «What they do if I don’t show up?» |
| Lil So got his dough up, got no Ls and picked yo ho up |
| Walk up in dat bit' too clean, I’m froze (Froze) |
| They don’t fight you where I’m from |
| Like the beat, I keep a drum |
| You ain’t got dough lil' boy, you a bum (Ayy) |
| She gave me brain that bit' so dumb (So dumb) |
| Used to be broke, I ain’t have no funds |
| Now I spend it just for fun |
| Eat at Harold’s just for lunch (Ayy) |
| Walk up in dis bitch wit da VVS |
| Can’t get my 'Gram 'cause I don’t do the text |
| Don’t give a damn 'bout how you flex |
| Pull up with cubans all over my neck |
| Tec gon' blam don’t care who next |
| See me and kinfolk, you see three vets |
| I’m at the show, better have my check |
| Choppa gon blow if you disrespect us |
| Wok up in that bih too clean I’m froze |
| Hers in silver, mine in gold |
| Never had shit so da bag I’ma blow |
| FRVR that’s spelled no E’s, no O’s |
| She love da drip, so I got in the mix |
| Kick out the broad, 'cause we can’t trust a bitch |
| Yeah I said «we», 'cause it’s me and my bitch |
| Nun' personal, man, it’s just bidness |
| Picked up a mic, it was easy as shit |
| I make more bread off the wok and the pics |
| Thought I was on, but they ain’t seen shit |
| Deadshot flow, 'cause a nigga really don’t miss |
| (Knick) Knack, patti wack |
| Here comes Kang wit da same ol' pack (Nigga don’t miss) |
| I ain’t talkin gas 'cause I don’t do dat |
| But I’m talkin 'bout my niggas that’ll come through stat |
| Wait who? |
| 'Dem niggas rap? |
| Money in the bank, I ain’t talkin' 'bout a match |
| Lookin' for da KANG, I’ma be where I’m at |
| I’m just making Ms, muhfucker dats dat |
| Dytto on my side like a muhfuckin' catch phrase |
| Switch lanes, I’ma need da bag on sight 'fore we hit stage |
| Niggas actin goofy in the slotty, we gon' engage |
| Wok up in the bih kickin' shit like a sensei |
| Walk up in dat bit' too clean, I’m froze (Froze) |
| They don’t fight you where I’m from |
| Like the beat, I keep a drum (Ayy) |
| You ain’t got dough lil' boy, you a bum |
| She gave me brain that bit' so dumb |
| Used to be broke, I ain’t have no funds |
| Now I spend it just for fun |
| Eat at Harold’s just for lunch (Ayy) |
| Walk up in dis bitch wit da VVS |
| Can’t get my 'Gram 'cause I don’t do the text |
| Don’t give a damn 'bout how you flex |
| Pull up with cubans all over my neck |
| Tec gon' blam don’t care who next |
| See me and kinfolk, you see three vets |
| I’m at the show, better have my check |
| Choppa gon blow if you disrespect us |