Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I need like two, three thots
We letting off two, three shots
Made that boy jump, Kriss Kross
He want a smoke, not a pop
I'm getting the bag, I get it a lot
Not only the heat, but I came with the guap
Mess with my steez and you getting shot
Baggage on me, chopper don't stop
[Verse 2]
I need like two, three thots
We letting off two, three shots
Made that boy jump, Kriss Kross
He want a smoke, not a pop
I'm getting the bag, I get it a lot
Not only the heat, but I came with the guap
Mess with my steez and you getting shot
Baggage on me, chopper don't stop
[Verse 3]
Chopper aimed at you, go bang
Like Trippie, I made that bitch sing
I cannot mess with these fakes that's screaming my name
When they see me get fame
Don't ever hit up my line
'Cause I just will not reply
Only my brothers and that's on my mother
Shout-out, Letoa, you is my slime
[Verse 4]
I came with a Glock and came with a .9
Go blah, blah, blah when I shoot it one time
Shout-out to bubblegum, you is my slime
All about the guap, on the way to my prime
I've been on the money wave, getting no sleep
All the fucking family say I'm in too deep
I can't really see, I've been in 2D
But I've been making moves like I'm in a movie
[Verse 5]
I need like two, three thots
We letting off two, three shots
Made that boy jump, Kriss Kross
He want a smoke, not a pop
I'm getting the bag, I get it a lot
Not only the heat, but I came with the guap
Mess with my steez and you getting shot
Baggage on me, chopper don't stop
[Verse 6]
I need like two, three thots
We letting off two, three shots
Made that boy jump, Kriss Kross
He want a smoke, not a pop
I'm getting the bag, I get it a lot
Not only the heat, but I came with the guap
Mess with my steez and you getting shot
Baggage on me, chopper don't stop
Written by: Gabriele Albade, Letoaalii Hughes, Luke Winther, Toshifumi Hinata