Thirty-four

(ss3bby)

Left right Trackhawk with my eyes closed

Yeah, I hit that e-brake, bitch, yeah, I never fold

Glock .45 on my lap, yeah, it's two-tone

(Thirty-four) Yeah, I'm from 210, bitch, that's the fucking tone

No, I don't fuck with no one no more, leave me 'lone (You a zombie, bitch)

(I'm thirty-four years old and I'm dying—)

P-pull up in this bitch, yeah, I look like QP

Yeah, I hit up Jay, then I tell him, "Need a QP" (Thirty-four)

Bad lil' bitch, and she callin' me a cutie

Yeah, I'm with JB and you move all the P's

I hit a bad bitch and I told her, "Let me get a piece" (Thirty-four)

I'm just tryna chill, damn, I don't want the coochie

I'm tryna take over, yeah, bitch just like Luffy

Yeah, I'm the best in this shit, yeah, it's my duty

(Thirty-four; yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

(Yeah, bitch, yeah, I'm turnt up)

(Thirty-four; oh, yeah, I'm turnt up)

(Yeah, bitch, yeah, I'm turnt up)

Yeah, yeah, bitch, I'm gettin' turnt up

Yeah, see some people hatin' but it's only love

Got banned off the 'gram, I don't give a fuck

Let me catch you one more time, bitch, yeah, you out of luck

Slime called my phone, yeah, I'm doin' stuff

Yeah, used to be something but I know it's just a bluff

Finna hit the gym, yeah, get hella buff

Finna hit the gym, yeah, get hella buff (Thirty-four)

Left right Trackhawk with my eyes closed

Yeah, I hit that e-brake, bitch, yeah, I never fold

Glock .45 on my lap, yeah, it's two-tone (Thirty-four)

Yeah, I'm from 210, bitch, that's the fucking tone

No, I don't fuck with no one no more, leave me 'lone

P-pull up in this bitch, yeah, I look like QP

Yeah, I hit up Jay, then I tell him, "Need a QP"

Bad lil' bitch, and she callin' me a cutie

Yeah, I'm with JB and you move all the P's

I hit a bad bitch and I told her, "Let me get a piece"

I'm just tryna chill, damn, I don't want the coochie

I'm tryna take over, yeah, bitch, just like Luffy

Yeah, I'm the best in this shit, yeah, it's my duty

(Thirty-four; yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

(Yeah, bitch, yeah, I'm turnt up)

(Thirty-four; oh, yeah, I'm turnt up)

(Yeah, bitch, yeah, I'm turnt up)

Man, get the fuck up, you ain't dead

Dead, dead

Dead

(You a zombie, bitch)

Dead