3 piece
[Intro: BabyTron]
Ayy, ayy, ayy, huh-huh, huuuh
Huh, huh, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, tsk, ayy

[Verse 1: BabyTron]
At a loft on the top floor
Oh yo lil' girlfriend? Hmm, she’s my top whore
Can you put that money up, boy it is not yours
Tsk, and not that gun, it is not yours
Like I said, that lil' bitch, she is not yours
I be shootin' shot with bitches that’ll block yours
Oh it's up? And it's on the floor
Fucked that lil' bitch from the back and make her touch her toes

[Verse 2: Jaysmoove]
Jay, Stan and Tron, that's a 3 Piece
Shoes on my feet, never seen a crease
We on the floor, baby, get up out them sheets
In the field makin' plays, I ain't talkin' cleats (Scam)
She said come through, man I just might
Bitch getting clingy, hit her last night
When I see that shit deposit, it’s a good sight
I been runnin’ up a sack, Reggie White

[Verse 3: StanWill]
Put a hole in ‘еm, turn a opp to a cheerio
Good chop got kick like Ray Mysterio
She ain't wanna fuck ‘til I thrеw the ‘Miri’s on
Yeah I got thrust and that's something that you clearly don't
Yeah, lyin' in his raps he a kneecapper
Yo bitch wanna fuck, Imma meat sack her
Hit a opp up top, he gon’ meet Casper
Actin' bad in the ‘Cat, I'm a street thrasher
[Verse 4: BabyTron]
I'm a asshole, like a dickhead in the Scat
Every time they turn yo song on, I know you finna cap
I ain't gay but the Glock'll hit him right in his ass
Lil' bitch seen me out like "Boy, how you drip like that?"
Tsk, shit, off punches
Had my dawgs jump him, tsk, had my dawgs stomp him
Boy broke as hell, you need to get neph' off crunches
If it ain't fucks to give, I ain't really lost nun', ayy

[Verse 5: Jaysmoove]
Said he need the sauce, I need one strip
Get the head from this hoe then I gotta dip
We know that ain't yours, that yo granny whip
Finna pour up this 4 just to take a sip
If you sound real goofy, dump the whole clip
If Venmo say decline, Imma be sick
This bitch a real freak, sucked the whole dick
You scared of the sack, Michael Vick

[Verse 6: StanWill]
Yeah, you scared of the sack, Eli Manning
Good SSN, I am not finna play with Nancy
Five stars when I dine, boy, the table fancy
Got the Grim Reaper on my side like I hang with Mandy
Tsk, but I ain't Billy though
Matter fact yes I am, I'm Billy Goat
I'm finna puke ‘cause I'm sick of you silly hoes
And my shooter waitin' in yo bushes with the gillie on
[Verse 7: BabyTron]
Ever been shot in the gut with a double barrel?
I ride in Scats, like fuck Camaros
Treat his head like a piñata, need a punch sombrero
3000 dollar shoes on, you can't fuckin' wear ‘em