Three-Peat*

By DaBaby

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[Verse]

Number three before four, this the three-peat

Niggas actin' like they wanna see me but don't wanna see me

I'm on that, believe me (Yessir)

Even Baby with four, that shit easy

She pull up, gimme dome for the freebie

She suckin' and spittin' all on me, she freaky (I like her)

Wrist rock, pull it out and she eat me (M-M-M-Murda)

I got sticks 'round my house, it's a teepee

Like an Indian, big bank roll, no cinnamon

Big boy jet to the island, no Gilligan

Mic check, like check, he lyin', I ain't feelin' him

And if you see a check outside it's Eminem's

Nigga ain't me, he lame, I'm really him

If you with me, we gang, we the same, we synonym

They ain't want to give it to me, had to make 'em gimme that

Take a shot and send it to me, bitch, I'ma send it back (Go)

And I been the same, sneak disses on the Internet (Let's go)

You never see me goin' back and forth 'cause I ain't into that

Just tell me where your block at, I'm sendin' them to spin on that (Yeah)

Prolly catch your niggas outside pitty pat

Prolly catch your niggas outside playin' jump rope

Said they want the smoke, all the smell is gun smoke

Think they tired of lookin' for you, pulled up to your front door

Nigga that shoot back, take the nigga gun, bro (Squeeze)

Bitch, I'm a dawg (Woo), but I don't want no...