DRIVING RANGE/TEE OFF

By Triple One

On A Dangerous Method: Vol.1

Released on April 8, 2022

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Got tracks on tracks, yea that's wax on wax

Her man be sad I broke that back in, and made it clap

Try act and sling 'em packs now, we know it's wack now

Lil' rappers jump on tracks, but can't make a stack now

People talk I here there mumbling, feel like chundering

And if these subjects try to violate, I'll raise the crime rate

These posers all up in the background, they need a smackdown

They cannot fuck with what I'm building, I'll reach the ceiling

Bitch, I crashed my car again

I just fell in love with a

I lost my heart again

I don't want a part of it

I keep all those daggers in my chest just like a cardigan

This life feel like a game

I side lined that life for the fame

Now all these dames know my name

I'm just tryna charter

Get a plane out to Bahamas, B

Cold hearted lover, I could never do wrong

High waist, pretty face and a cute thong

I take her pride for a ride, I live it long for the night

But she the type to scar, baby, do no harm please

See me clean walking past in my new Prada lenses

Super cala fragilistic, Marty might send it

Goons all around me and they do whatever I do

Say I wanna light and they spark it just for shits too

This life feel like a game

I side lined that life for the fame

Now all these dames know my name

I'm just tryna charter

Get a plane out to Bahamas, B

I rock mullets and people

Her pussy tight from the kegels

When I'm inside I see Jesus, I'm tryna die 'cause it's lethal

'Cause that shit's kinder surprise

I pedestal on that pussy

My whole life is a lie

And I dress it in jewelry

Lessgo

We don't really like that shit

We don't really like that shit

I just get payed to do it

Are you really that stupid?

I'm a negative creep

I roll with sinners and freaks

I'm just sick of this generic rap shit

My eyes got stuck to dat booty

Flutter them eyes, you a cutie

Sit on back with that oowweee

Spend a minimum band on that juicy

I had more screen time them lube mobil

Everything you heard 'bout Little Marty is real

Sit on my lap, you might need the pill

'Cause when I bust back I bust to kill

Jump on set then I get that check

Hop off stage then I get that neck

This baby face make a big man kneel

Whole team gets lit when we crack that seal

Plus 10 on the door list, role real deep like some Mormons

Stay scaley, not porous

And you can get sorted, my fit is so flawless

Still you can get jawed

I got little money if that shit is jumpy

If it's stepped on get steppin' for real

Just like Costa Nostra keep this face on posters

Know roasters you best keep it chill

We don't dilly dally, there's no Jack and Sally

Still see silly fellas, getting cracked in allys

And it's triple one up on the back and tally

Keep steady pace when I captain Galleys

Tsunami, shinobi

I'm putting wings on a pony

I'm putting rings on my homies

I'm putting on for the place that I came from

I'm getting drinks and I'm lonely

But that shits irrelevant

I keep it hot like an element

I'm taking shots and it's many, man

I get salutes from the regiment

I am the one and it's evident

I wouldn't wanna be my ex

Probably never be my best

I'm throwing hands with a chainsaw

Too sick with this shit, take my chains off

Wouldn't wanna be my ex

Probably never be my best

I'm throwing hands with a chainsaw

Too sick with this shit, ay

Couldn't die from a full clip, ay