Talibando
Hat Trick
[Intro]
(Thanks for the gift, E)
Yeah

[Verse 1]
You catch three at one time, that's a hat trick (Facts)
Draco hit a n***a close range, make him backflip
This bitch so good at playin' roles, think she an actress (She good)
I'm just tryna tell her how I live, she think I'm flashin'
I'm out of n***as' league, baby, I ain't doin' nothin' average (For real)
Ever since I got my money right, I ain't hit nothin' average (No cap)
Even when I didn't have it, still used to make it happen (Yeah, yeah)
Stash the money in the bank now like I used to do the mattress (No cap)
Got a plain 'Dweller now, I'm tryna go and gеt a Patek (I need it)
Hit a button on the glizzy, turn it fully automatic (Frrt)
N***as go broke, all of a suddеn, turn savage
'Til the meat truck come out and they start toe taggin' (Fap, fap)
N***as rap good, they don't really wanna bump with us (Nah)
Two fifties on the AR, call 'em monkey nuts (Yup)
All you gotta do is say it's up and it's stuck with us (It is)
All the bad bitches at the club finna come with us (Come on)

[Chorus]
I ain't worried 'bout no murder cases, lawyers paid off (Shh)
Swear to God I hate n***as, you could call me Adolf (I hate 'em)
My white girl play with her nose, she want a ball of soft
N***a, meet me at the mall, we can have a ball-off (Ooh)
[Verse 2]
Walkin' out of Neimans, spent a nickel on three pair of jeans (Facts)
Said he called for his weekly order, need a thousand beans (Come on)
You can do it by yourself, but you really need a team (You do)
Got a stack of twenties at the crib look like Yao Ming
I can put the pressure on, n***as make it hard to breathe
Make sure we in the fast car to get up off the scene (Skrrt)
N***as livin' in the past, ain't had cash in some years now
Hit the third pedal on the foreign, make it switch gears now (Vroom)
Crib so far, a n***a stay up in the hills now (Yup)
Your girl grabbed the mic, did her thing like she Jill Scott (Ooh)
She a different person once I get her off them pills, huh? (Shh)
Got her doin' tricks, you ain't know she had skills (Damn)
You should see how nasty when she get when I pay all her bills
You ain't even got no cleats on, boy, get up out the field (Get out)
I ain't really did shit until I stash a mil' (Man)
If it make bands, better shake hands, we got a deal (It's on)

[Chorus]
I ain't worried 'bout no murder cases, lawyers paid off (Shh)
Swear to God I hate n***as, you could call me Adolf (I hate 'em)
My white girl play with her nose, she want a ball of soft
N***a, meet me at the mall, we can have a ball-off (Ooh)