Th3rds (feat. Toug3)

Bank account in thirds Got me out the burbs Fucking up the worst Riding in the bimmer swear this shit a curse (Huh, I already know) Get it back, back to back, and we flip it first Toe to toe, with the macs, we gon let it burst Just got a check with some cash, I'm gon let it splurge Told lil bitch "get out the cut, I'm with the big dogs" You don't wanna f*ck with the SOE, told lil bitch get out Huh, yeah Aye bitch get out You ain't get it lil bitch I'm in the beam lil bitch I'm gon get it real rich I'm gon get it lil bitch I'm with the big dogs, why you talking? You get no respect Watch where you walking, I might just pop him, put a tech up in your neck Fucking your bitch, and she wet She telling me that I'm a ten I'm getting racks though, fucking her back out, you steady cap on the net Big bank roll, keep my hoe on the phone She want more, she in love with the SOE Dropping my racks out the duffle Taking your bitch and I love her Ran up my money, you better take cover The nine hundred and eleven make you feel like you hover The cat gon scream and everyone love it Two hundred the speed when I start to cut up The passenger seat, where everyone wanna Start talking to me but I do not wanna Bank account in thirds Got me out the burbs Fucking up the worst Riding in the bimmer swear this shit a curse (Uuh, I already know) Get it back, back-to-back, and we flip it first Toe to toe, with the macs, we gon let it burst Just got a check with some cash, I'm gon let it splurge