Triple Six

Yeah Uh Rest in Peace Infamous Rest in Peace Koopsta Yeah Jae Uh Lowland Lowland Uh The flow is so heaven scent My baby so delicate I do not claim the chick But I get all the benefits I count up the presidents .42 on my lap and shit The flow is so devilish Keep me calm with the medicine Now I'm back on Got my shit together For my last song Bitch you ain't legit You getting taxed on I told you the last time I pull up with the mask on I brought you the wave I'm Bricky Valle with the Sazon Need to take me back home Bitch how do you not know? Bitch I am the realest Bitch I'm with the dealers Bitch I'm with the sinners Banana clips I peel em, uh Ain't nothin' realer Let's go She said Is you is, or is you ain't Gon give me a ride? Sitting pretty in the passenger She tryna come inside Man I taught her how to pour it Man I told her bout my vices And sometimes I can't control it But she said she kinda like it I got paranoia Man I got visions My mama said I told ya I never listen Learn it all the hard way Ballin' like the Barclays All my bitches lawyer And they study up at John Jay