Triple Threat Part 2

[Intro: Dee Play4Keeps]
Uhh-huhh
Gang, gang
Grah-grah
(Yozora)
Grah-grah x3
Gang, gang
It's that Dee Play4Keeps nigga, Oz up neva GZ
Gang, uh-huh
Grrah, grah x3
Get that nigga
Grah, grah, now look

[Chorus: Dee Play4Keeps]p
Who we smokin today?
Blay, Ray, and fuck it, we GDK
When I up knocks better- grah
When I up knocks, better get out the way
Oh you drop my O? then we slide where you stay
Fuck it, nigga act up, put him in his place
Opp thot, gave me the drop, we know where you lay
Free {?}, type to throw the dot on his face
I ain’t talkin a son, but ya bitch gon do what I say
Okay, niggas think it’ a game
I got 10 in this Glock, I really got aim
Free my oota, that's Banga, he was going insane
Shit get tact when I back, throw the beam on his brain
Like, all of my opps is cappers, and they do it for fame

[Verse 1: Roscoe G, Edot Babyy]
Sh- Shit get sticky if you play with Roscoe (ahhh)
4 shots, had him ducking his taco
We was them niggas looking for the Vatos
Where they at? They never outside though
Cruise on they block, we on the {?}
Two O's when I see, we tryna blam
And I'm clicking for Benji on camera
Opp thot {?} (Rrah-Rrah-Rrah-Rrah-Rrah)

[Verse 2: Edot Baby]
Clicking for Benji, I ain't even thinking
Opp thot, she let me fuck for a reason
I tell her gobble the dick fore I beat it
She know my opps, bitch we undefeated
Uhh, bitch, slide through with a beam in the dirt
MattSav get spanked get dirt
Fuckin off 10, I'm bussin the 3rd

[Verse 3: Benzo B]
Bend through that block, niggas know I move sturdy
Up the knocks, tryna number his jersey
Bro got the wheel so I don't gotta worry
JJ on hots, tryna bring out the 30
Oh that's ya mans? Why would you leave em?
He ran on Woo, I know that it eat em
I'm on hots tryna catch me a peter
Babe I'm on 8th, got me feeling like seater
Like look, Matt, dead
Can't lack, got one in the head
Bro be on hots, tryna shoot off a peg
Dougie got hit, shoulda been in his head
Niggas know what we on when we bend through that block
Catch a flock then he goin up top
And I'm smoking on Gaddy, Matt, Ray
And fuck that nigga G-Pop

[Chorus: Dee Play4Keeps]
Who we smokin today?
Blay, Ray, and fuck it, we GDK
When I up knocks better- grah
When I up knocks, better get out the way
Oh you drop my O? then we slide where you stay
Fuck it, nigga act up, put him in his place
Opp thot, gave me the drop, we know where you lay
Free {?} out the dot on his face
I ain’t talkin a son, but ya bitch gon do what I say
Okay, niggas think it’ a game
I got 10 in this Glock, I really got aim
Free my oota, that's Banga, he was going insane
Shit get tact when I back, throw the beam on his brain
Like, all of my opps is cappers, and they do it for fame