3 sh*t lyrics

[Intro]
Mommy, India got them beats
Marcus, you killin' the beat
Huh

[Chorus]
Look (Ouu), .32 revolver in my pants, f*ck the officer (Ouu-ouu)
Ten shoot that blicky with one hand, ain't no offin' us (Ouu)
Lil' Dean with that sh*t, you'll get killed
b*tch don't talk, yeah (Ouu-ouu)
But, now, I'm with that sh*t, b*tch, I'm sick, I ain't cough or nothin' (Ouu)
Baow, you'll get domed inside this motherf*cker (Ouu-ouu)
Shawty on my di*k, I can't love her, I just wanna f*ck her (Ouu-ouu, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow)
I'ma send a blitz, get 'em hit, bust up with them cutters
With the three sh*t, they don't mix
I got 'em p*ssed
They know how I'm comin'

[Verse]
You wan' play with Sherhonda? b*tch, I'm gon' knock off your mother
Broke in houses with Three and I swung that heat with Osama
I spread this stick like a disease
I'm in the streets with no condom
He still could drive, hit up KD, I'll swing this Drac' out that Honda
n*gga f*ck you, that pistol, and that clique you claim too
I get at sh*t
I take that stick, I c*ck that b*tch, hit at you
I'll tear it down with ChoppaBoy, look how your lil' brother grew
On Dump, I'll bust up all them boys, if any one f*ck with you
We the sickest in the city, yeah
That Rolls truck ain't rented
This Glock from my lil' b*tch from out of Denham
Hol' on, hol' on
Ten I'm gon' get 'em
We just got the windows tinted, we can't roll them down, gotta hop out for to send 'em
Hit from 'cross my phone, hit across his dome, hit across his hat
Blatt, blatt
Been wildin', I'm in that north, and you won't make it back and that's a fact
I'm YoungBoy, Lil Top, n*gga, I don't care 'bout none of that
I'm well known with these Glocks, n*gga, tell me if you wan' f*ck with that
[Chorus]
Look (Ouu), .32 revolver in my pants, f*ck the officer (Ouu-ouu)
Ten shoot that blicky with one hand, ain't no offin' us (Ouu-ouu)
Lil' Dean with that sh*t, you'll get killed
b*tch, don't talk (Ouu-ouu), yeah
But, now, I'm with that sh*t, b*tch, I'm sick, I ain't cough or nothin' (Ouu)
Baow, you'll get domed inside this motherf*cker (Baow, baow, ouu-ouu)
Shawty on my di*k, I can't love her, I just wanna f*ck her (Baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, ouu-ouu)
I'ma send a blitz, get 'em hit, bust up with them cutters (Ouu-ouu)
With the three sh*t, they don't mix
I got 'em p*ssed
They know how I'm comin'