Dynamic Trio

[Intro]
(Yeah, Baby, you did this one)
(Yeah, Baby, you did this one)

[Verse 1: Teejayx6]
Robbed a nigga and took all his jewelry, he told the police
Bitch, that's just an Instagram page, you don't really know me
I just scammed twenty PS4s from Sony
Niggas fucked up in the crib eatin' Coney

[Verse 2: AK Bandamont]
I just knocked my granny out, she had to call brodie
Just robbed a nigga eight times for twenty-four, I'm finna call Kobe
My Arab sellin' cards, he made a hundred, but they was all stolies
My dog will take your card and punch a site to load up our trophies

[Verse 3: Kasher Quon]
I just bought a new presi', that's a gold trophy
Stop tellin' hoes that you know me, you is not my homie
This bitch just said come over 'cause she lonely
My dog'll come kill you for a meal 'cause he hungry

[Verse 4: Teejayx6]
Told that bitch, "I don't wanna fuck 'cause you ugly"
Slapped a white nigga 'cause he called me a monkey
Me and Bandamont sellin' Bibles to the junkies
I can't go a day without gettin' high, I'm a junkie

[Verse 5: AK Bandamont]
I dropped out of school in fifth grade, I was a big flunky
Bitch pulled up on me, she gave me forty, I told the bitch suck me
Haha, I guess it went backwards
I made a cool thirty off sellin' the Bible, I'm in a big chapter

[Verse 6: Kasher Quon]
Both of them hoes' lips crusty, I don't know who's chapper
Everybody be lyin' nowadays, I don't know who a capper
Yeah, we both poured up Wock', but my cup is blacker
Yeah, your bitch got a fat ass, but my bitch is fatter

[Verse 7: Teejayx6]
I got a Perc-10 in my system, I'm so high
If a lil' nigga run up on me, he gon' die
How much money have I made off scams? It been a lot
Shoot a nigga with an AK like I'm Bandamont

[Verse 8: AK Bandamont]
Ma dukes asked why I keep a MacBook, 'cause I scam a lot
Yeah, you say you got a Glock 30, but it jam a lot
I just popped a Perc-30, now I itch a lot
I shoot that bitch precisely like Steph Curry, this a different shot

[Verse 9: Teejayx6]
He tried to hit my bitch DM, but he missed his shot
I just caught an opp out in public, but I missed my shot
I just wasted a four of Hi-Tech 'cause I missed the pop
'Cause I'm tryna pour up again and I'm already high

[Verse 10: Kasher Quon]
I don't know if I should smoke the Runtz or the Turtle Pie
That nigga be cappin', all he do is tell fairytales
That ain't real Larry 'cause I know how real Larry smell
I heard you got locked for five hundred and couldn't pay the bail

[Verse 11: AK Bandamont]
My granny asked how I'm livin', I said very well
My dog pulled up with six pints, I checked every seal
You can't tax a hundred for that eighth, I bet Larry will
My doggy dropped the 'Cat and did the race and broke every wheel
Back in '015, I ran up twenty sellin' certain pills
Sellin' certain pills, do fraud, 'cause that's a certain steal