Triple Threat ft. Grafh & Mickey Factz Lyrics

Aye aye aye what's up my name Grafh hoe

Having a egg carried a baby infant troller

Click click the switch on a four fifth with motor

I'll bump you the chip on my shoulder can chip shoulders

I come through I stick to the white like a lent roller

I throw a razor through a thick boulder

You a lap dancer you a dick holder

The officer asked me is this coke with cola nah this soda

No diploma four fifth loader

Bop boom this the aroma you smell when you sit with the owner

And your skin full of toner

And you killing them softly with shit they barely give as a loner

And the F on the Fendi is gold and I dipped it in cobra

Walk through the jungle for the skin of my lofer

That's how I plan mine caveman I made a landmine out of plant vines

Anytime I swing I land mine I got a dark dark side

Part of my dark side got a tan line

It's Mickey

Who wants smoke I lit up the John Blaze

Slang from the 90s revisit my Bronx days

Kept selling shows I'm sizzling on stage

The entire space jam like I live with LeBron. James

Can't tell me nothing I'm mimicking Kanye

In Brooklyn making art every literal bar clay

Ya girls sipping jizz saying Mickey's the bomb bae

Every feature in HD this shit is in 4k

If it ain't fish then chickens the entree

Tri colored bell peppers and spinach and saute

Your awkward as Ghost tryna kiss on Beyonce

I should let it ring on you and ditch your fiance

I'm Steph with the tray hit you from long range pause

Its ironic I'm giving ya dogs strays it's pitiful yall lame

I only get the W b y'all remember when Michigan frog sang

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Let's get it

I be putting suckas on blast might as well start a podcast

Because y'all mad ass your whole catalog is a pass

The way I stay lit, its like I walk around with a flask

Sipping that brown water, slaughter any rappper real fast

This aint no clash of the Titans let me enlighten these niggas

Im a Viking talk that shit and loose jaws gonna get tightened

I dont need no hypeman I engage on the stage dolo

Blasting the K solo not spellbound you fucking doh dohs

Write it down take a photo I dont give a fuck just know that

I'm the top of the totem pole with this flow, yeah no promo needed

When you the meanest niggas know, its like I came from venus

Got these niggas feeling defeated when I display my genius

Never depleted rhymes infinite, uh you'll never see this

Type of showmanship with a pen again I'm off the meter

Had a chick that looked like Lupita I used beat it up

Hitting all these doubles and singles I feel like Derek Jeter