My girls come in twos threes
Triple double
You hang wit us
You might get in trouble
My stacks come in 2s and 3s
Triple double
You hang wit us
And you might get in trouble
Lots of trouble
Homies wanna rumble
When we pull up wit .23s
They gonna pop your bubble
Ain't no one doing it like me
I gotta keep shit humble
I'm running with the bag
Gotta make sure I don't fumble
Seeing all the hate around but it don't phase me
Did a lot of shit that made these ppl say I'm stoopid crazy
I had to cut ties from people that were acting shady
They wanna make amends
When I whip out a New Mercedes
My girls come in twos threes
Triple double
You hang wit us
You might get in trouble
My stacks come in 2s and 3s
Triple double
You hang wit us
And you might get in trouble
If your bothered when I come thru then it's a problem
Bitches depressed so I'm the one to solve em
Never was good in school so I mastered making commas
These bitches act all scary till they around they mommas
Don't be blowing smoke if you know you can't take it
I'll pull up with my shooters and hit you with lazer
These bitches mad and they steady hating
So I just smoke 10 blunts till I'm faded
Till I'm faded I think I am too faded
You'll never catch me cuz the streets
Aye-Jay - Triple Double (feat. Xydee) Lyrics
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My girls come in twos threes
Triple double
You hang wit us
You might get in trouble
My stacks come in 2s and 3s
Triple double
You hang wit us
And you might get in trouble
Lots of trouble
Homies wanna rumble
When we pull up wit .23s
They gonna pop your bubble
Ain't no one doing it like me
I gotta keep shit humble
I'm running with the bag
Gotta make sure I don't fumble
Seeing all the hate around but it don't phase me
Did a lot of shit that made these ppl say I'm stoopid crazy
I had to cut ties from people that were acting shady
They wanna make amends
When I whip out a New Mercedes
My girls come in twos threes
Triple double
You hang wit us
You might get in trouble
My stacks come in 2s and 3s
Triple double
You hang wit us
And you might get in trouble
If your bothered when I come thru then it's a problem
Bitches depressed so I'm the one to solve em
Never was good in school so I mastered making commas
These bitches act all scary till they around they mommas
Don't be blowing smoke if you know you can't take it
I'll pull up with my shooters and hit you with lazer
These bitches mad and they steady hating
So I just smoke 10 blunts till I'm faded
Till I'm faded I think I am too faded
You'll never catch me cuz the streets
Triple double
You hang wit us
You might get in trouble
My stacks come in 2s and 3s
Triple double
You hang wit us
And you might get in trouble
Lots of trouble
Homies wanna rumble
When we pull up wit .23s
They gonna pop your bubble
Ain't no one doing it like me
I gotta keep shit humble
I'm running with the bag
Gotta make sure I don't fumble
Seeing all the hate around but it don't phase me
Did a lot of shit that made these ppl say I'm stoopid crazy
I had to cut ties from people that were acting shady
They wanna make amends
When I whip out a New Mercedes
My girls come in twos threes
Triple double
You hang wit us
You might get in trouble
My stacks come in 2s and 3s
Triple double
You hang wit us
And you might get in trouble
If your bothered when I come thru then it's a problem
Bitches depressed so I'm the one to solve em
Never was good in school so I mastered making commas
These bitches act all scary till they around they mommas
Don't be blowing smoke if you know you can't take it
I'll pull up with my shooters and hit you with lazer
These bitches mad and they steady hating
So I just smoke 10 blunts till I'm faded
Till I'm faded I think I am too faded
You'll never catch me cuz the streets
Writer: Josh Mitchell
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