YE Monopoly - Throwin 3z

Throwing up that 3 through the city
You know we get busy
Aint had to run and go get the glizzy
I keep my shit with me
My pockets filled full of them nipseys
100s and pink fifties
That bitch thought I was buying some casa
Poured up some pink whitney
Got hit with one of them 55 sixes
It burned him to a crisp
Gangster until I went with that banger
He turned into a bitch
Play with the gang
That shit banging they know we popping shit
I'm swimming with them sharks
Down below I'm feeling like roddy rich
That arp like a red light the way its stopping shit
Don't do no promising
But promise you don't want no parts of this
He tried to dodge the switch
Fuck around got his partner hit
Fuck i look like stop busting
Them swipes they bring dollars in
If it's beef we getting to it
We ain't dropping disses
Hoping god forgiving
But I'm thuggin' and that's how I'm living
Oh that's a opp
Drop the window
Let that chopper hit him
Fuck my opposition they ain't did shit but watch my Insta
I just dirtied up my stick I'm about to swap it out
Guessing I can't keep a bitch
Cause I dog them out
We then up the score so damn much
We then lost the count
No i dont be hearing none of
That shit they be talking about
We move under radar
Really Get active Wack his ass
Smoke a jay after Like nothing happened
Go and make a box for my buddy I'm trying to gift wrap it
His pussy ass had nine lives I had to spin backwards
Shots fired fat shit hit him
Lacking and he got his men with him
They get hit with him
Can't put sticks in my video we Go spin with them
Know these jeans a lil skinny
30 still fit in them
Keep that reaper in my reach
Sound like I'm talking when i rap
All of that drink fuck up my speech
Next thing youu hear is shots
If we go turning on that street
I love that money counter sound
And when that atm goes beep
Don't give a fuck if they get skunked
Keep upping the score
That love shit what get niggas back doored
I ain't trusting a whore I got 3 Navy on me now
Need a couple of more
Been counting up free bands since 3am
Now my thumb is getting sore
And I'm Still throwing threes Up
Put some ice inside the pot
And watch it freeze up
Pull a trick out of my arm
Roll my sleeves up baby stick sound like a bomb blow his team up
And I'm Still throwing threes Up
Put some ice inside the pot
And watch it freeze up
Pull a trick out of my arm
Roll my sleeves up baby stick sound like a bomb blow his team up

Written by:
Kolemarte Williams

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