345 / WE SUPER

3 4 5, I'm that guy, how 'bout you? Been outside, you got ties, but I do too Bitch I'm fly, y'all just high, watch my moves This real life, and you can't hide, when I come through 3 4 5, I'm that guy, how 'bout you? Been outside, you got ties, but I do too Bitch I'm fly, y'all just high, watch my moves This real life, and you can't hide, when I come through Pounds in the back with the vac on em 120 On the 405 gas dumping This my trap, homie this ain't that If they playing with my money ima spazz on em Should of seen what I did to the last one em Just me no help never lacked on em Never need a pole, put a fist to your dome Watch your shit get rocked like a crash dummy Run this shit, y'all get back Thunder shit, y'all get clapped Pull up at the light with the rims on black Thuggin every night never missed one class Flowing like a pipe in this bitch I do Even when I'm right they gon wish I lose I don't really care tho they got nun And I got sumn that they can't do Woah 3 4 5, I'm that guy, how 'bout you? Been outside, you got ties, but I do too Bitch I'm fly, y'all just high, watch my moves This real life, and you can't hide, when I come through 3 4 5, I'm that guy, how 'bout you? Been outside, you got ties, but I do too Bitch I'm fly, y'all just high, watch my moves This real life, and you can't hide, when I come through F*ck no I'm not playing Always been a great we super like Saiyan Never take a break creep on em like Jason I don't like to wait reach for it no patience Weed cough when I'm blazing Like I'm T Raw in LA But we ball in a way that you wouldn't see it coming And you know I speak that gospel like I preach or sumn And that lil bitch suck my dick like a leech or sumn Kept it coming, we got 100s 50s 20s 10s 5s too Put in double time so I get it times two I don't spend a dime on myself 'cept shoes But baby if you're fine I might spend em on you Nah I'm playing, know I gotta save em Rappers love to spend their whole check 'for you pay em Like why you rocking diamonds still making car payments? Me I'm staying down like I'm sleeping in a basement And I'm keeping pace with the Drakes and Jays I can rap like I gotta ship a package and wait 'Lotta these boys just capping I say Nothing but the truth, nothing I can't prove Feeling like I'm Dot when I pop in the booth Swear these rappers just some thots they do not have the juice And I'm sipping Private Stock on the top of the roof With a headshot locked on these bots let it boom Too soon to call it I'm still ballin' All these loose screws the toolie gon teach all em When I shoot through I'm proving the G solid Got em boo hoo-ing they salty like beach water G author I'm leaving the beat slaughtered And even when we leave em deceased ima keep stomping He got it said people compete? Nonsense See what I mean, light work like beams, and I Z on it