Dance Lil Tre Video (MV)

Tre, Tre, Tre, Tre
(Yxng Stov) yeah
Why
Momotherf*cking 3, nigga

Call of Duty with this choppa, this ain't no Fortnite (for real)
I like driving fast cars, yeah nigga, the sport type (oh yeah)
I look like a lick when I walk through the bank
I don't need to be still (I don't need to be still)
These lil' niggas I don't feel 'em (that's on gang)
Put it on gang, I'll kill 'em (baow, baow, baow, baow), they say, "Tre"
Keep it a hundred, my nigga won't tell 'em 'bout how I maneuver
The opp's okay, I don't like beefin' wit' him
I can't shoot the bitch through the computer (baow)
Oh there go, Tre, Louis V sneakers, no Ruger
A Glizzy, the dick like a ruler (baow)
She be like "Tre", ho say my name too much
I be wishing that I never knew her
If I had teardrops on my face, I'd be cryin' a river (why?)
I been slidin' on niggas (ha), we whacked all kinds of niggas (ha)
These niggas be looking like they want the smoke
They know where to find me, nigga (that's on gang)
Gangland thshe get cropped outat's on BGizzle, I walk down on niggas (why) (gang)
I can't afford a bodyguard, bitch, my pride too big (it is)
Hold up real quick, let me fix my pants, this .45 too big (baow, baow, baow)
I walk with it on me, got it off the corner, yeah, I be talking that shit (I do)
I'm who they talkin' 'bout now (it's true), your bitch tryna see how I live (ha, gang)

Ay, keep it real to get this straight, I get cake
In the field, tryna get them M's, they tryna go home, not bait (why)
Do yo' dance Lil Tre, do yo' dance Lil Tre (do yo' dance Lil Tre)
Finna make them bands today, finna get them bands today (finna make them bands, gang)
She make it clap, clap, clap for a real one (why)
Go tell the opps these ain't no props, we shoot real guns (why)
Do yo' dance Lil Tre, do yo' dance Lil Tre (do yo' dance Lil Tre)
Finna make them bands today, finna get them bands today, ha (that's on gang)

Stepped in the buildin' lookin' like some blow
RICO my neck and my wrist (my wrist)
Mackin' a lil' .30, lil' nigga (lil' nigga)
Lil' B brought that TEC in this bitch (that's on gang)
I do 'em dirty, go get 'em (baow)
My lil' nigga stay strapped and he hit (baow, baow)
Stop all that flexin' lil' bitch (lil' bitch)
Tryna knock his neck off with a stick (ahh, yeah)
Bitch, bitch I'm well connected just like WiFi (just like WiFi)
I f*cked a opp bitch (what?) She gave me opp top (that slop top)
She a thick fine bitch, I love that opp mouth (that opp mouth)
And nah, ain't takin' no pics, she get cropped out (she get cropped out, ha)

Ay, ay, keep it real to get this straight, I get cake (for real)
In the field, tryna get them M's, they tryna go home, not bait (why) (yeah)
Do yo' dance Lil Tre, do yo' dance Lil Tre (do yo' dance Lil Tre)
Finna make them bands today, finna get them bands today (finna make them bands, gang)
She make it clap, clap, clap for a real one (why)
Go tell the opps these ain't no props, we shoot real guns (why)
Do yo' dance Lil Tre, do yo' dance Lil Tre (do yo' dance Lil Tre)
Finna make them bands today, finna get them bands today, ha (that's on gang)

Tre, Tre, Tre, Tre, Tre, Tre