shyx6 - 333 (Bonus) Lyrics

Ahh stupid ahh
You should've just blocked me and never spoken to me again
Cause you've really done f*cked up
Coming at me with all of these wild ass allegations
Nigga, point is, end of the day
You tell niggas to take something
And they're gonna do it

When I leave I am not coming back
Life put a knife in my back
Lately I'm feeling like I'm bout to snap
Deep in my bag putting pain in rap
My momma bought Shaq's, I knew I had to trap
I cannot go out like that
Her pockets were starving, I need my shit fat
Drinking water straight out of the tap
My life a race, I'm completing the lap
I need cheese, I do not wanna chat
You a rat, I put cheese in the trap
Bullets heat up his back, he not running from that
No Thanos, but I'm bout to
It's Sunday service this gun bout to clap
I'm the GOAT, you should pull out my stats
I don't want her, but that pussy is crack

F*ck a tacky, I only move tact
Two twin glocks named Cody & Zack
Gun on my waist, how the f*ck could I lack?
I see that nigga and I'm gonna black
Come duck a bullet if you wanna quack
F*ck a defense, I wanna attack
Need a feature? I'm charging a rack
I be smoking on Za, you can smell through the pack

Feel like I'm James, I go hard in the kitchen
No KFC, I need the chicken
Glock wit a switch, and you know that shit kicking
When the f*ck is this yerk 30 gon kick in?
I told her "Hello" she gave me the kitten
Feel like I'm Jordan, this gun is my
Feel like I'm Jordan, this gun is my Pippen
Streets call me Jaden, I stay with a Smithen

And you wanna be hanging up in my face and shit
Um, I ain't get to f*cking finish everything I needed to say
You can be funny and think that hanging up in my face is cool and shit like that
But at the end of the day nigga...

I don't do the internet chattin
Same niggas chattin, they bitches start rattin
Might have my young niggas pull up head tap him
Put his ass in the Army, I'm not cappin
I had to stuff the bands inside the cabinet
I had her on her knees like Colin Kapnick
She playing hard to get, I got the catnip
Brodie kicked me the bank, I made it backflip

I was in Walgreens, I seen a bad bitch
Cleaned out the ATM, she think I'm mad rich
F*cked that niggas ex, he think it's static
Kuna Matata, we can make it happen
He EBK, but he don't really jack it
Telly up in Miami shit a racket
Feeling like Jimmy Butler getting baskets
I keep the glock in the jacket
I f*cked up every bank to bring the racks in
Nigga was talking shit, my bitches dragged him
Finish the job, my niggas body bagged him
Nobody seen him, we don't know what happened
Pleading the fifth if I get booked for trappin
Dussé the fifth, I'm sippin it in traffic
That nigga Shiloh made another
That nigga Shiloh made another classic

Dissing my name, that's a no go
Diss and you die, bitch we handing out BOGO's
Four different blixks in the whip, shit get Loko
We putting niggas on tee's like a logo
I keep a stick, I'm not talking bout pogo
I think I might be in love with the (cocoa cocoa)
I think I might be in love with the cocoa
I'm smoking gas you can tell by the photo
I'm touching racks I can't beef wit a hobo (niggas homeless)

Beefing at benny, can't beef with a nobo
Run into me, make him tuck in his toto (damn)
If niggas want beef, they pick the cut, I bring the chop (which one you want?)
I text a thot, she send the addy, we bending blocks
Catch buddy slipping, he ain't see the mop
He like to jump, bullets making him hop
Oot at his feet, nigga hitting the bop
Glued to my seat, I been sipping the wock
F*ck the house, f*ck the judge, and the cops
They want me dead, but I'm still on the top
She want the dick, she can give me the top
He f*cked my bitch, it's okay, we can swap
I need Santana, heard she got the (she got the what??)
Heard she got the WAP
Smacked the wrong nigga, he looked like the opps
He in my DM, think he need a lock

I think this (mmph)
I think this bitch is thicker than a plot
Glock wit a (glock with a what?)
Glock wit a switch I'm clicking still it stop
Not talking album, clicking till he drop
Jugging, finessing, do that shit a lot
He want the beef, I'm turning on the pot
He sent the lo, I'm johnny on the-