SB
LongLiveBadLand, man
F*ck all the opps
(Boom-Boom-Bow)
(Boom, Boom-Boom)
If I pull on yo' block, shit can get deadly
Four-five hit him, leave his body messy
I'm in the hood, trappin' by the Deli
He mention my bro, then he slip? Hallows catch him
F*ck all the opps and we step on whoever
Catch me a G', spot em', go stretch em'
Dissin' the Sharks, he ain't never touch one
Bro' got the thirty, he tryna catch one
Spin on his side, bullets like Kit-Kats
Split him in half, his life? He can't get that
F*ck her one time, kick her where the door at
Steppin' on niggas, treat em' like a doormat
Shootin' upfront, boy, you better get back
Glock got no safety, beam? I attached that
Bro' pop a shark, he like where the 'jacks at
He tried to run, that's where he collapsed at
Gang (He tried to run, that's where he collapsed at)
(Gang shit, you already know how i'm rockin', man)
(F*ck all the opps, man, get shot in ya top, man)
Slatt in this shit, man, A-block (Niggas already know how i'm rockin', Slatt, Doomut, and Finatic on this shit man)
Gang
All on this beat, niggas know they heard me
Menace in the shark, givin' me the turkey
Niggas on dick, why they be worried?
Said "You a Warrior?" Get hit with this thirty
7-eleven, she gimme' the slurpie (Slurpie)
All in her throat, lil hoe got the burpees
Come thru the A', you know we got mopsticks
Pole ain't cold, we shootin' out hot shit
Tryna take a soul, a box his outfit
Boys don't hold, they need to stop it
Shootin' my shot, shit wet like fountain
Steppin' on niggas, f*ck climbin' a mountin
Runnin' up digits, ain't time to count it
I'll probably fold a nigga like a pileage
(I'll probably fold a nigga like a pileage, like)
Ya bitch on dick, tryna get me on locket
He flexin' his money, so, we runnin' his pockets
It's one in the head, I ain't gotta' cock it
Smokin' this za', got me feelin' like a zombie
Call B-Nas, he gon' up it and pop it
Shark tote a dozen, you better move proper (Slimee-Slimee)
Get hit in ya face, bullets the size of a lineman (Gang-Gang)
Givin' out shots, comin' like a doctor (Finatic, Im So Slimee)
Niggas be bitches, petty
Hold in his donut, f*ck Lil Debbies
On bro', tryna slide out a Chevy
He talkin' filthy, i'm leavin' messy
You better not take me light, cuz' this shit i'm liftin' heavy
Grrahh, i'm tryna pop him, cherry
I got some shit that would open ya belly
Grrahh, wait, the f*ck? Is you slow?
Boy, you a fan, you ain't tryna blow
Hit him with Five, I put him below
I'm tryna flip a nigga like a O
Wavin' this gun, shit hot, Hell-o
And, this Lil Baby got em' like Woah!
On bro', i'm tryna step like toes
Send niggas high, you better get low
On bro', shots gon' fall like snow
These shits hot, i'm leavin' him cold
He type on computers, bro' ain't bold
She gimme' the LapTop, makin' me fold
Just like laundry, I give her a load
She got a big head, I call her "Toad"
F*ck wearin' shoes, i'ma take out his sole
If I let it flash, i'm makin' him pose
Gang, Bitch (Bow-Bow)
(Gang shit, man, you already know how i'm rockin', man)
(SB in this shit, man, Slime shit)
(You already know how i'm rockin', man)
(Big EBK, man, f*ck all the opps)
(F*ck all the opps, get hit in ya top, man, A-block shit)
Shut the f*ck up! (A-block or no block, LongLiveDubandzz, Gang)
3 MAN! (feat. SlattGang) Video (MV)
Performed By: Lil5iveten
Language: English
Length: 2:33
Written by: SB Mulllaaa, Slatt AB, Abdullah Bey
Lil5iveten - 3 MAN! (feat. SlattGang) Lyrics
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SB
LongLiveBadLand, man
F*ck all the opps
(Boom-Boom-Bow)
(Boom, Boom-Boom)
If I pull on yo' block, shit can get deadly
Four-five hit him, leave his body messy
I'm in the hood, trappin' by the Deli
He mention my bro, then he slip? Hallows catch him
F*ck all the opps and we step on whoever
Catch me a G', spot em', go stretch em'
Dissin' the Sharks, he ain't never touch one
Bro' got the thirty, he tryna catch one
Spin on his side, bullets like Kit-Kats
Split him in half, his life? He can't get that
F*ck her one time, kick her where the door at
Steppin' on niggas, treat em' like a doormat
Shootin' upfront, boy, you better get back
Glock got no safety, beam? I attached that
Bro' pop a shark, he like where the 'jacks at
He tried to run, that's where he collapsed at
Gang (He tried to run, that's where he collapsed at)
(Gang shit, you already know how i'm rockin', man)
(F*ck all the opps, man, get shot in ya top, man)
Slatt in this shit, man, A-block (Niggas already know how i'm rockin', Slatt, Doomut, and Finatic on this shit man)
Gang
All on this beat, niggas know they heard me
Menace in the shark, givin' me the turkey
Niggas on dick, why they be worried?
Said "You a Warrior?" Get hit with this thirty
7-eleven, she gimme' the slurpie (Slurpie)
All in her throat, lil hoe got the burpees
Come thru the A', you know we got mopsticks
Pole ain't cold, we shootin' out hot shit
Tryna take a soul, a box his outfit
Boys don't hold, they need to stop it
Shootin' my shot, shit wet like fountain
Steppin' on niggas, f*ck climbin' a mountin
Runnin' up digits, ain't time to count it
I'll probably fold a nigga like a pileage
(I'll probably fold a nigga like a pileage, like)
Ya bitch on dick, tryna get me on locket
He flexin' his money, so, we runnin' his pockets
It's one in the head, I ain't gotta' cock it
Smokin' this za', got me feelin' like a zombie
Call B-Nas, he gon' up it and pop it
Shark tote a dozen, you better move proper (Slimee-Slimee)
Get hit in ya face, bullets the size of a lineman (Gang-Gang)
Givin' out shots, comin' like a doctor (Finatic, Im So Slimee)
Niggas be bitches, petty
Hold in his donut, f*ck Lil Debbies
On bro', tryna slide out a Chevy
He talkin' filthy, i'm leavin' messy
You better not take me light, cuz' this shit i'm liftin' heavy
Grrahh, i'm tryna pop him, cherry
I got some shit that would open ya belly
Grrahh, wait, the f*ck? Is you slow?
Boy, you a fan, you ain't tryna blow
Hit him with Five, I put him below
I'm tryna flip a nigga like a O
Wavin' this gun, shit hot, Hell-o
And, this Lil Baby got em' like Woah!
On bro', i'm tryna step like toes
Send niggas high, you better get low
On bro', shots gon' fall like snow
These shits hot, i'm leavin' him cold
He type on computers, bro' ain't bold
She gimme' the LapTop, makin' me fold
Just like laundry, I give her a load
She got a big head, I call her "Toad"
F*ck wearin' shoes, i'ma take out his sole
If I let it flash, i'm makin' him pose
Gang, Bitch (Bow-Bow)
(Gang shit, man, you already know how i'm rockin', man)
(SB in this shit, man, Slime shit)
(You already know how i'm rockin', man)
(Big EBK, man, f*ck all the opps)
(F*ck all the opps, get hit in ya top, man, A-block shit)
Shut the f*ck up! (A-block or no block, LongLiveDubandzz, Gang)
LongLiveBadLand, man
F*ck all the opps
(Boom-Boom-Bow)
(Boom, Boom-Boom)
If I pull on yo' block, shit can get deadly
Four-five hit him, leave his body messy
I'm in the hood, trappin' by the Deli
He mention my bro, then he slip? Hallows catch him
F*ck all the opps and we step on whoever
Catch me a G', spot em', go stretch em'
Dissin' the Sharks, he ain't never touch one
Bro' got the thirty, he tryna catch one
Spin on his side, bullets like Kit-Kats
Split him in half, his life? He can't get that
F*ck her one time, kick her where the door at
Steppin' on niggas, treat em' like a doormat
Shootin' upfront, boy, you better get back
Glock got no safety, beam? I attached that
Bro' pop a shark, he like where the 'jacks at
He tried to run, that's where he collapsed at
Gang (He tried to run, that's where he collapsed at)
(Gang shit, you already know how i'm rockin', man)
(F*ck all the opps, man, get shot in ya top, man)
Slatt in this shit, man, A-block (Niggas already know how i'm rockin', Slatt, Doomut, and Finatic on this shit man)
Gang
All on this beat, niggas know they heard me
Menace in the shark, givin' me the turkey
Niggas on dick, why they be worried?
Said "You a Warrior?" Get hit with this thirty
7-eleven, she gimme' the slurpie (Slurpie)
All in her throat, lil hoe got the burpees
Come thru the A', you know we got mopsticks
Pole ain't cold, we shootin' out hot shit
Tryna take a soul, a box his outfit
Boys don't hold, they need to stop it
Shootin' my shot, shit wet like fountain
Steppin' on niggas, f*ck climbin' a mountin
Runnin' up digits, ain't time to count it
I'll probably fold a nigga like a pileage
(I'll probably fold a nigga like a pileage, like)
Ya bitch on dick, tryna get me on locket
He flexin' his money, so, we runnin' his pockets
It's one in the head, I ain't gotta' cock it
Smokin' this za', got me feelin' like a zombie
Call B-Nas, he gon' up it and pop it
Shark tote a dozen, you better move proper (Slimee-Slimee)
Get hit in ya face, bullets the size of a lineman (Gang-Gang)
Givin' out shots, comin' like a doctor (Finatic, Im So Slimee)
Niggas be bitches, petty
Hold in his donut, f*ck Lil Debbies
On bro', tryna slide out a Chevy
He talkin' filthy, i'm leavin' messy
You better not take me light, cuz' this shit i'm liftin' heavy
Grrahh, i'm tryna pop him, cherry
I got some shit that would open ya belly
Grrahh, wait, the f*ck? Is you slow?
Boy, you a fan, you ain't tryna blow
Hit him with Five, I put him below
I'm tryna flip a nigga like a O
Wavin' this gun, shit hot, Hell-o
And, this Lil Baby got em' like Woah!
On bro', i'm tryna step like toes
Send niggas high, you better get low
On bro', shots gon' fall like snow
These shits hot, i'm leavin' him cold
He type on computers, bro' ain't bold
She gimme' the LapTop, makin' me fold
Just like laundry, I give her a load
She got a big head, I call her "Toad"
F*ck wearin' shoes, i'ma take out his sole
If I let it flash, i'm makin' him pose
Gang, Bitch (Bow-Bow)
(Gang shit, man, you already know how i'm rockin', man)
(SB in this shit, man, Slime shit)
(You already know how i'm rockin', man)
(Big EBK, man, f*ck all the opps)
(F*ck all the opps, get hit in ya top, man, A-block shit)
Shut the f*ck up! (A-block or no block, LongLiveDubandzz, Gang)
Writer: SB Mulllaaa, Slatt AB, Abdullah Bey
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid