3-PEAT

[Wintercastle]
F-A-M-O-U-S
Just ask your bitch, she gon' say we up next
Superstar squad, yea you fuckin' with the best
Put your ass in a blunt, put some hair on your chest

Maserati rolling, forgiatos on deck
One, two, quick check, tom brady, belichick
Feel like darth vader cause im feelin like the master
Got so many pounds think that i got linebackers

All these motherfuckin' lame ass rappers
I just get the guap, only thing that I be after
Feel like (?), cause I'm feeling like the master
Got so many pounds, (?)

I be mud crazy, double cups all around my crib
By next year, see me MTV Cribs
Yea, she wanna fuck, cause she think that I'm rich
I be winning so much, keep thinking that it's rigged
Squad

F-A-M-O-U-S
Just ask your bitch, she gon' say we up next
Superstar squad, yea you fuckin' with the best
Put your ass in a blunt, put some hair on your chest

[Pistolero]
(?), that white shit, that white shit
(?)
I can't fuck with these hoes, they lying
I'm smoking on dope with Bryan
We pulling up with them guns, (?) like ISIS, like ISIS

I do not give no fuck about no bitch, she suck my dick
(?) squad, little bitch, (?)
I just popped another bean, man, (?) off the shits
I be sipping on all that purple, little bitch, I'm sipping on Tris

Yeah, put 'em in the dirt, put 'em in the dirt
Put 'em on a shirt, we'll put 'em on a shirt
Yea bitch, I'm a nerd and your bitch she gonna twerk
I just popped a perc, put your mans up on a shirt