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Triple Frontier
90
Hip-Hop/Rap
Triple Frontier was released on March 20, 2026 by MNRK Records LP as a part of the album Trick Face
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Release DateMarch 20, 2026
LabelMNRK Records LP
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM64

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Billacheck
Billacheck
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Maqueli Wimberly
Maqueli Wimberly
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dula
Dula
Mixing Engineer
Prezzley Beatz
Prezzley Beatz
Producer
Polo Beatz
Polo Beatz
Producer

Lyrics

Aint nun changed bout the kid, ****
I'm checking his name off the hit list
I Know my favorite shooter wont miss
I'm cleaning **** up like a dish, Step back a **** and swish
Chrome heart, Ricky the fit
 I’m sippin on tris in a benz, AMG Glock my twins
This get money **** in my skin
 Wanna know where I been, I been chasing a M
I keep tryna tell them i aint one of them,
But I guess they ain't hearin' me loud and clear
Buss down rocks like chandeliers
When I blew through a hunnid, I ain't shed' no tear
6.1 when im switching gears , Car so loud it might fuck up your ears
We turning all rollies to souvenirs
 I got racks in the wall like Triple Frontier
I’m in beverly hills completing a drill
Adrenaline rush when I pop me a pill
Pouring drink in the cup, it done gave me a thrill
These **** be cap , graduated from yale
I got em bumping my shit from streets to the cells
 They gotta give me a minute, only time will tell
Still taking these losses just tryna prevail
You know exotic smoke is what I inhale
 I need all money in, you can send it through Zelle
I love all the vibes I’m just keeping it playa
When my two feet move i pull up like the mayor
 My name getting big like the size of a acre, this **** getting major
When it's time to walk down, they turn to a stranger
The way they **** ride you would think they in labor
Got the stick in my pants, poking my navel
Took a risk to get here so i gotta stay grateful
Been crossin' up **** without breakin' they ankles
Went up on a 10, my body felt painful
Flicking up my ****, gotta get all the angles
Off Percent doses, release my anger
If yo **** get with us then it's too late to save her
Havin' bags in the loft got all kinda flavors
Took some racks out the bank, had to sign me a waiver
Aint nun changed bout the kid, shit
I'm checking his name off the hit list
I Know my favorite shooter wont miss
I'm cleaning shit up like a dish, Step back a **** and swish
Chrome heart, Ricky the fit
 I’m sippin on tris in a benz, AMG Glock my twins
This get money **** in my skin
 Wanna know where I been, I been chasing a M
I keep tryna tell them i aint one of them,
But I guess they ain't hearin' me loud and clear
Buss down rocks like chandeliers
When I blew through a hunnid, I ain't shed' no tear
6.1 when im switching gears , Car so loud it might **** up your ears
We turning all rollies to souvenirs
 I got racks in the wall like Triple Frontier
Written by: Maqueli Wimberly
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