Текст песни PRIME JORDAN - TR3Y

Woo, woo, let's go (I-I love zonic)
TR3Y, HEY, WOO

This nigga pussy, he a bitch (pussy)
It costs to live like this (hoe)
Since we speaking on some bitches
Let's go pull yours in the mix (let's get it)
It take you days to write a song
I can't be worried bout a diss (nigga)
You prolly swear that shit was fire
They ain't told you that it was shit? (Let's go)
They ain't told you it was a brick? (Brick)
Took a shot, ain't know you missed? (HA)
Bitch I'm coming like the reaper
I'm putting souls in the abyss (souls)
I'm a natural at this shit
I take a shot, and flick the wrist
You ain't shit up in my city
They forgot that you exist (nigga)
I might pull up to ya state
And take shit over like them gators (I do)
I'm finna cause a hurricane
They finna call on TREY to save em (TR3Y)
Make a choice, and tell me unc'
Who you want' meet, me or your maker? (Unc')
All them drugs, you need some help
You more like 'Bron
Up on the Lakers (old ass nigga)

He a gangsta, but online
Snakes, we get em lined (yeah)
Talking 'bout what you gon do
We can be on that type of time
Ain't gotta look, I ain't hard to find
I be outside (outside)
The way these hollows flying (aye)
I'm like Jordan in His prime (aye)

And since you living for the drama
Go and get a baddie chain (let's go)
Everyday I'm smoking runtz
This nigga love his Mary plain (stupid)
Why you call yo lil bitch wifey
When she still ain't got a ring (stupid)
Make sure yo' doors be locked at night
I got a warrant for everything (BITCH)
Go see yo kids, 'fore you see me (nigga)
Fuck Blickem, VC Royalty (fuck em)
You bet' not ever cross that line
I'll get it poppin' in these streets (let's go)
I'm rolling runts on b2b (rollin)
This 2Much pack, too loud to speak (too loud)
You wanna watch my life so much
I'll stream it on the bigger screen (go stream it)
You can't 1 on 1, so you went
Had to get yo niggas involved (pussy)
"Im finna slap the glasses off that nigga's face"
That line was soft (hoe)
Flippin burgers, bitch, don't talk to me
You better go add more salt
RMG up 2 for 0, best out of 3
Check the result (let's go)
You thought this shit had died down
Bitch look who's alive now (let's get it)
I wouldn't wanna risk a chance with life
I carry live rounds (grrrr, ah)
This nigga thinking he a heavyweight
You more like 5 pounds (pow, pow)
Them trees that you had that thought
Was growing money
They been chopped down (let's go, let's go, hoe)

He a gangsta, but online (TR3Y)
Snakes, we get em lined (yeah)
Talking bout what you gon do
We can be on that type of time
Ain't gotta look, I ain't hard to find (TR3Y)
I be outside (outside)
The way these hollows flying (WOO)
I'm like Jordan in His prime

WOO, woo, woo
Woo, woo