Off Of Rap

[Intro: 3200 Tre]
(LavishThatsTooHot, LavishThatsTooHot)
It's Thirty, huh
It's Thirty, huh
It's Thirty, huh, bitch
It's Thirty-two hunnid'

[Verse 1: 3200 Tre]
Huh, today I made allot of money off of rap
Huh, they'll like to fuck with you 'cause you a rat
Huh, don't call my phone if you tryna spend a rack
Hm, if I spin a block and I miss, I'm spinnin' back
Hm, I'on think you really on that, niggas cap
Huh, yeah, you slid but I'on think you hit a hat
Huh, I'on feel like smokin' zazs, I need a Black
Hm, I'on like the fat wings, I need 'em flat
Hm, that's my favorite type of chicken
It do hit different when you catch a nigga typin', now he missin'
Hm, he swore to God he was tough, but now he snitchin'
Huh, don't ask me why I'm not like 'em? Just know we different
Hm, boy, you broke if you do not got six digits
Huh, boy, you gon' die if you'on ride with six switches
Huh, it ain't a thing I love more than thick bitches
Huh, I'm hittin' a swerve, I'll be there in ten minutes

[Verse 2: 1700 Quan]
Sweet, I bang [?], know I stand on big business
Sweet, twin got allot of shots, he a sick nigga
Sweet, it's Gman in my pants, my feet different
Sweet