3 Mins of Hell (feat. PROPELUXE, Road2Riches & DBL)

Big propeluxe ****, don't forget the pee, out here givin yo boyfriend pointers, he wanna be like me

Ayy, let me tip the wheel, you too throwed to drive this bitch, let me tip it then

I don't fuck with these ****, they tryna fit in

Ayy, I been crackin' Bandz where the razor blade at and I need my scat

I been baseline and tippin' **** up in traffic, yeah I'm comin' to you if you tryna get it

Yeah, hold on, let me light my wood

I been trappin' hard as fuck, Draco got all wood

And I don't fuck with these ****, I ain't laugh or nothin

Yeah, when I' rob ' em , den I'm maskin' up

If I'm ever hoppin' out the fin den I'm maskin up

Keep on playin', I'ma cause a lil' static cuss

Yeah, my phone ringin' hard, I had to run it up

My bitch actin' too crazy, I ain't text her in hours

Ayy, I'm too motherfuckin' high thought I just seen Obama

Keep on fuckin', playin' we pull-up with them choppers

Yeah, ****, I'm finna chop up like Dex Osama

I'm finna slide with them bitches, finna drop somebody

Keep on fuckin', playin' the janitor, gon' have to come

Keep on fuckin', playin' with y'all on the money run

Yeah, I had to have a choice but to run it up

Yeah, I ain't gon' lie, yeah, I'm up next

Yeah, you know I'm goin' crazy, playin' with a check

If I see yo bitch out in traffic, then she givin neck

And if she don't give da neck, then Its back to checks

I just wrapped a coupe, yeah, I got the fin

And you know your head, yeah, he tryna spin

I just heard zoom, zoom, tank G, plug the blender in

Yeah, I got the pop , he was tryna spin

I'm a real ****, I don't fuck with snakes

Every day I wake up tryna get some cake

Yeah, you know we goin' crazy, ****

And you know we goin' crazy on the daily, ****

Every day I ride, crackin' G's

And you know I'm smokin' weed, yeah, I'm off the lean

I don't pop no pills, ****, but what you need

Yeah, you know these phones ring, I got everything

RTN and the FBG, 50 Deuce to the East

Baby, baby girl, come and shop with me

I got everything you need

But I ain't steppin' on my ****' toes

Girl, you can come and shop with we

We put switches on all the Glocks

I told Chicken , spin the block, I seen another opp

Rah, rah, I'm tryna take his top off

She gon' take her top off just to ride with the top down

RTN, hold the block down

Toten Caine when the narcs out

Find a stain when it's dark out

I gotta get it how I get it, ain't nobody gave me nothin

Man, best friend a dog, my best friend the blender

When I ain't had nothin', I had heart and a spinner

Fillin' all my ****' cups, I'm the big pitcher

Glock flash, now you dyin', we ain't takin' pictures

A lot of ****, a lot of shots, you gon' get the picture

And if we beef it's till we die, that shit never endin

I was broke strippin' shit, then changed missions

Now I'm grabbin' nines , gon' dump five by Wednesday

I drop 4s for the times that I couldn't cook

And they can act like they don't, but they know what up

Everybody need a Deuce, ****, where a pint

And if I can't find a firework, where a trop. Sprite

Ain't no bullshit in this pot, I only drop fire

Just don't think you takin' somethin' or it's shots fired

****, you ain't gettin' money, you a flat tire

Remove the top from the blender, it smell like a tire

In the kitchen, hittin' the girl till I got tired

Kelz was tippin', we was smackin', so he got tired

Call Baby Twin up, quick, another baby driver

They gon' do they ass quick if they get behind us