Aye Aye Aye Aye

Bitch don’t be acting funny when I pull up

Keep my chains on and my watch whenever I cook up

Another thang sold every time Big Triple look up

Aye, aye 100 shots if he don’t die

Then he got good luck

These niggas ain't gonna to come forreal

I’m cooling got my foot up

Got some racks inside my pocket

Lets not talk about what I put up

Lets not talk about how lil homie dissed Big Triple

And got put up

I may paint the Lambo black and blue

Big Triple got the hook up

I’m popping in my section, I ain't even flexing

Was lit before I had a chain, I ain't need a nеcklace

I ain't need a groupie nigga to come through

And gеt reckless I'll do that shit myself

Ain't give her shit, she say I’m selfish

I’m turnt and I can’t help it, I’m really in the loop

I got the juice I feel like Welch’s

Hanging out the roof lil nigga shoot it just like Stephan

Ask about me Triple hard as an erection

They was crawling we was stepping

Aye, aye caught him with his hand down

He wasn’t ready

Smoke like a cigarette, we was stressing

Anywhere you see me at, I keep a weapon

40 on me, dress to kill

Whenever I step out I’m the freshest

Aye Aye Aye Aye

Bitch don’t be acting funny when I pull up

Keep my chains on and my watch whenever I cook up

Another thang sold every time Big Triple look up

Aye, aye 100 shots if he don’t die

Then he got good luck

These niggas ain't gonna to come forreal

I’m cooling got my foot up

Got some racks inside my pocket

Lets not talk about what I put up

Lets not talk about how lil homie dissed Big Triple

And got put up

I may paint the Lambo black and blue

Big Triple got the hook up

Aye Aye, all it take is one call

That sh*t these n*ggas signing for, I blew in one mall

Im shitting on em gonna need more than one stall

Pull up with some thugs

A bunch of young bloods, no Sean Paul

Little mama ain't shitting me

Nigga imma fuck it up

No way they can’t fuck with us

Them lil niggas ain't tough enough

Stuffing racks inside my pockets

Like they ain't already buff enough

Shit been on the up and up

I got enough to get you touched

Can’t play with Trip like that, I’m not the one

Soon as I jumped in the streets, I got a gun

You ain't talking bout paperwork, I got to run

Stood on business by my fucking self, I got it done

Aye, Aye, Aye, Aye

Bitch don’t be acting funny when I pull up

Keep my chains on and my watch whenever I cook up

Another thang sold every time Big Triple look up

Aye, aye 100 shots if he don’t die

Then he got good luck

These niggas ain't gonna to come forreal

I’m cooling got my foot up

Got some racks inside my pocket

Lets not talk about what I put up

Lets not talk about how lil homie dissed Big Triple

And got put up

I may paint the Lambo black and blue

Big Triple got the hook up