3OG Cypher (feat. ADOT & Jayro)

Ayy, ayy, yeah, ah, yeah, 3-0, 3OG, ah, ayy, ah, ah

Do em sloppy with my posse, count a hunnit up

Shit get really sloppy when she top me on the tour bus

**** cruisin' steady, watchin' 3OG, we comin' up

This jawn gon' fuck the summer up, **** just be outside, we run it up

Shiesty, slimy, thuggin, shit don't matter, homies eatin

**** really urk my soul, boy, test your luck, give me a reason

**** steady on my drip, boy, can't keep up, change with the season

Yeah, Rollie on my wrist, I came from sillybandz

And she can't get no ones unless she really dance

**** claimin' they want smoke, but that ain't really gas

You remind me of Kyle sister, your shit really ass

Money bags, just up off of Walmart, made a hundred cash

Money fast, this shit sum like Usain in that hundred dash

Made it on the road, but I'm still rockin' double C's

Got me a bankroll, I got on rocks and AVVs

Diamonds always dancin', they gon' jump like they 3-D

Them other **** trash, so we ain't bumpin' ACD

They say the money talks, well, I guess I talk it fluent

**** tryna jack my swag, but let me walk you through it

I don't do the drama, but I keep me a little Uzi

I stay with that paper, I ain't talkin' bout no loose leaf

I just went and ran my bands up

Tell them pussy boy to sit right down if they can't stand us

When he was down bad, he was broke, I helped my mans up

If you talkin' crazy, call up gang, they ain't gon' blame ya

Them boys, they better man up, cause I don't got no manners

I can't hit my phone, cause you ain't touch right with them scammers

They pull up with a hammer, like they Thor they up them hammers

I don't tell my shooters shoot, fuck with me, then they gon' spin the blocks

Sum like a Rubik's cube, **** say the top get lonely

I'ma bring my **** to, get to a bag

Stay out the way, that's how real **** move

Lucky seven love my brethren, call me Jaylen Brown

**** dap me up, they be the same ones that be hatin' now

**** mad as fuck, they only talkin' when I ain't around

Love all my dogs, die for the **** that I hang around

That shit slow just like a retard

**** got a loan, and copped designer, you ain't street smart

Ten toes down, I'm big, steppin till my feet dark

Amex, swipe it like a key card

Put on for my city like I'm T-clark