3 Vets

Walk up in dat bit' too clean, I'm 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
 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
 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
 Hatin' on me? Lil' boy get slept
 I ain't even really gotta call my gang
 Got 30 on me so I'm by myself
 Shorty wanna know if I dress myself
 Cheated on her man like I gave her health
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 Told me go deep like a wishing well
 Hit it one time then you know I bailed
 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
 Walk up in dat bit' too clean, I'm 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
 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
 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
 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
 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
 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
 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