Tripple X

[Intro: Nuk]
Ayy (BangThatShit)

[Verse 1: Nuk]
These n***as don't be spinnin', n***as non-violent
I be with a GlockBoy every day and I keep nine thousand
N***as always tucked in when we ride by 'em
You PUA n***as like Craigslist when we go ride by her
Fast cars, when we take off, boy, they hear our tires
I ain't make it on the fed list, but I supply like Meijers
I be seein' lil' narc police trackin' where I be
Told 'em if they come to Candyland, they gon' get VIP'ed
42K, you never heard of that?
They say we back dangerous, say we back beatin' the murder raps
Brick came hard, I could probably break the curb with that
He probably got a deduction on his time if he wasn't servin' that
Dogstyle, I beat it hard until I bust on cheeks
There's dead n***as burnin' in our 'Woods, we don't talk 'bout beef
Who gon' talk like me? Who gon' walk like me?
I'll hop out and walk him down in my Off-White sneaks

[Chorus: Nuk & GlockBoyz TeeJaee]
Fuck the Meganese, she wanna show off with her neck
I might start a whippin' school so I can show off my finesse
Boy, I put so many hours in this shit, don't get no rest
Brodie go out on them missions and come back like Triple X (Ayy)
[Verse 2: GlockBoyz TeeJaee]
My n***a, I just took a shot, that bitch'll switch y'all neck
Behind the best, tryna take every piece of the board like chess
Man, n***as stressed, they ain't got no money, they tryna see what's next
Man, I'm with Dev, he got more clips, n***a, than cars in the 'Vette
Man, n***as finished, they'd kill for a state
Put a state on n***as' head, they be dead in a day
Had the Draco in sport mode, this bitch ain't even got no plates
Man, on the 'Gram, a hundred K, my old bitch was callin' me bae
I'm finna stab off
They like, "What happened to the Range?" I blew the dash off
Man, my high school crush really hate me, we knocked her mans off
N***a, fuck it, we be tryna kill his brother with the same Glock
Man, I'm a GlockBoy right now, I'm with my fifty-five n***as
Man, I'm with Nuk, me and him can shoot like fifty-five n***as
Man, he got K, I got K, they think we fifty-five n***as
Just me and him shootin' like we got a pass from LeBron
Man, like King, she work for me and set n***as up like Don, n***a

[Chorus: Nuk]
Fuck the Meganese, she wanna show off with her neck
I might start a whippin' school so I can show off my finesse
Boy, I put so many hours in this shit, don't get no rest
Brodie go out on them missions and come back like Triple X

[Verse 3: Nuk]
I know they tired of spinnin' blocks, comin' back with no release
I done sold so many oranges, I come back like Double D
He do a gram off the head, real high, he don't like to chill
Man, I sold so many G7s, I'm like Mike too
[Verse 4: GlockBoyz TeeJaee]
I told Nuk, man, we be makin' n***as bleed like you
Turn a good night into a long day like school
Man, droppin' opps in twos, they've been takin' L-L's like Cool
Man, n***as crazy, if we ever sold a strap, then we just used it

[Verse 5: Nuk]
It's the oop way, n***as in my hood be sayin' bool
They got life sentences, we knowin' that them L-L's ain't cool
Bitch, I'm bool, not cool, but I still be with the J's
I know where I got off the blues, and it's not on Dixie Lane

[Verse 6: GlockBoyz TeeJaee]
Just like rush hour, see n***a with jewelry, Jackie Chan
Man, n***as tryna leave the streets, we doin' broad day like Kane
And spin the block, whoever tryna help him get it, we insane
Man, I know how to get some money, I got the sauce, Baby Ray

[Chorus: Nuk]
Fuck the Meganese, she wanna show off with her neck
I might start a whippin' school so I can show off my finesse
Boy, I put so many hours in this shit, don't get no rest
Brodie go out on them missions and come back like Triple X