Triangle Offense

[Intro]
Ah, ah
Boom, boom, boom
Damn (Boom, boom)
Rrah, rrah

[Verse]
Like, what's beef?
I got a bar on the pegs
So fuck it, I'm just on the road
My brother got two hands, feelin' like Rocky
But they call me Jordan, the way that I score
But 41K, Jenn Carter got beat, KR he a mook, the nigga really gay
I forgot the exchange, you gotta pay ransom for that nigga Tata nigga movin' braid
Shout out Baby Ghost, one call, and we love him to death, so we gotta put you into frame
Free G-Hall, free Bucks, free Thot, free Flex and my 'ooters be movin' correct
Is you thuggin' or not? Bad lil' bitch wanna eat up the dick and smack 'em with the knocks, it's cold out here
Gotta keep pole out here, you don't know who want you in a pack
I'm in too deep, I tell mommy I love her before steppin' out on the street
Not gonna lie, bae not thick, but the motion the ocean make her wanna quit, like
Backshots stroke, she reach, I [?] every beat
The professional up in the sheets
I give a persona when it come to rappin', I do it the best, that's a quarter to me
You gotta move correct
If you do the bop, you wanna turn left, get low like you walkin' down a flight of steps
Two hands out, clappin' and never forget that the facial expressions always be the best
I got my toolie with me, and Mookie with me, that nigga the goat
I really mean it if that nigga try me, flip him like a patty, do a drill we leavin' it in the coat
Ndot he told me he down with it, like
Ndot he told me he down with whatever
Like, you get hit by a f** through the sweater, them bullets bisexual, I hold the Beretta
I call Leak it's a PFA party, bring bitches and bottles comin' with vendetta
I do what I want, get a rush on the drill, comin' down, took a 'erc and now I'm feelin' better
Shit like a hazard light, flip on the beam
I'm really tired of politics
If I up this gun, you better run
If not, then you feel the hollow tip