E-Jay - Three Different Towns

You know we gon' get it in
Got trap spots in like three different times
Trying to make connections
When we see him hit the gas and spin around
Hit the mall when I touch down
And I guarantee any state I land in
I can make a call and get em out
Stick him up
Red beam on that bitch
He better give it up
That G19 that's got extensions
33 gon' put you up
That bitch hittin' like a F&N
I'ma keep it tucked
No you and your friends
Cannot get in
Tell that bitch good luck
See me on my way up to the top
And now they give a fuck
And no I ain't tryna hear that plea
You copping tell that nigga duck
Send some shots up in his direction
Since he told me he stepping
Hit him six times up in the neck
He look like he wear a necklace
Making plays up on my phone
Like I'm playin' tetris
Beat yo ass up with no chrome
I don't need nan weapon
He got hit up in his shit for talkin'
Now he sayin' less
Hit him up put him on the stretcher
Flame up I'm gon' forget him
Hit him up put him on the stretcher
Flame up I'm gon' forget
Hit him up put him on a stretcher
You know we gon' get it in
Got trap spots in like three different times
Trying to make connections
When we see him hit the gas and spin around
Hit the mall when I touch down
And I guarantee any state I land in
I can make a call and get em out
Stick him up
Red beam on that bitch
He better give it up
That G19 that's got extensions
33 gon' put you up
That bitch hittin' like a F&N
I'ma keep it tucked
No you and your friends
Cannot get in
Tell that bitch good luck
Tell that lil' bitch sorry
I can't do no parties
Sitting in the trap
I'm paranoid off molly
Told her bring your body
Drunk off the Henny
I just popped another one
Three in the morning
I'm just getting started
You know me
You know I ain't lyin'
Remember them days
I had to peek out the blinds
Now I'm getting it
Now a young nigga been takin' it serious
Gettin' them checks in it make em delirious
Hating niggas come and look at me furious
Wanna know just how I got it
They curious
They competition
You know I ain't feelin' that
Just wanna be from the internet
You said its up well then that's what we on
Tell them lil' niggas to stand on it
Ain't never made it out to the position
To put all your people on
How the fuck you a leader
Stayed dedicated
And put all my pain my songs
Come to these tracks imma genius
When we do see him
That's where we gone leave him at
I need a key to that brand new Bentley
Riding with my bitch
Yeah she sitting in the passenger
She got a brand new glock in her fenty
You know we gon' get it in
Got trap spots in like three different times
Trying to make connections
When we see him hit the gas and spin around
Hit the mall when I touch down
And I guarantee any state I land in
I can make a call and get em out
Stick him up
Red beam on that bitch
He better give it up
That G19 that's got extensions
33 gon' put you up
That bitch hittin' like a F&N
I'ma keep it tucked
No you and your friends
Cannot get in
Tell that bitch good luck
Tell that bitch good luck
Tell that bitch good luck
Tell that nigga duck
Tell that nigga duck man
Send some shots around
His motherfuckin' way man
Bow

Written by:
Edwin Phillips

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