Triple9 & Kriracha - You Had The Chance

I'm with the team i'm with the team
Out here wildin making a scene
Comathizine comathizine your taking ounces nobody sees
Bitch please
I never aim to displease
Man your jordans look creased
You had the chance you should've peaced
Ya'll be talking to much but ya'll fragile
Yapity yapity yappin bout some things ya'll never handle
Pistol grip talk but you lightin up a candle
Being lyrical doesn't always win the battle
Man beefs is all about strategy
Provoking your ass till you crumble out of your sanity
Slip up and blame it on profanity
But practically ur witnessing a full rhapsody
Man woah
A motherfuckin mic and a hoe
I've been down you know
Never was a fake bro
TDot-Oh! C'mon let's go
To the rap dungeons
Where you get killed with no error functions
With no error functions bitch
I'm with the team i'm with the team
Out here wildin making a scene
Comathizine comathizine your taking ounces nobody sees
Bitch please
I never aim to displease
Man your jordans look creased
You had the chance you should've peaced
I'm with the team i'm with the team
Out here wildin making a scene
Comathizine comathizine your taking ounces nobody sees
Bitch please
I never aim to displease
Man your jordans look creased
You had the chance you should've peaced
Word stronger than a lethal needle
Blow your brain with my tounge stronger than a desert eagle
You a rat you a weasel
This shit ain't peaceful
Seeing in your eyes you are fearful
From the things that i done in my mental state ready to run
Load up my gun
I got old school ways i can check it
Build your walls I'm gon wreck it
I'm gon bend it
No stopping me within my remit
Shield wall ceramic
Neck all froze with a roof panoramic
You the best?
Let me laugh laying in my hammock
Up a level on a different bizzel
Toxic levels
Fighting all my devils
Getting pees all dem bizzels
She a good gal so she's blowing on my whisle
Getting all the signals
Crash bandicoot with dem crystals
Fast in a coupe issa drop top
Girl you looking fine in that crop top
Yeah bitch
Girl you looking fine in that crop top
I'm with the team i'm with the team
Out here wildin making a scene
Comathizine comathizine your taking ounces nobody sees
Bitch please
I never aim to displease
Man your jordans look creased
You had the chance you should've peaced

Written by:
Mohammed Khalid

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