Three Point Five - Caskey

Yeah, yeah, car 'bout fast as lightnin'

You don’t wan' see my folk hop out with ski masks, it’s frightenin'

Yeah, that’s just how we get our excitement

All yo' dope too cut, it don’t jump back 'cause it’s like white men

I know how to switch hustles, know how to get double

I’m in the field and I’m gonna go for the win as soon as they fumble

The city I’m in a jungle, the Benz that I’m in, humble

I know how to switch hustles, I know how to get double

How many losses you bounced back from?

Talk 'bout a mill, but how you stack one?

Rappers get robbed for they chain every day

If you can’t box, you better pack one

Go to the dealership, I’m like, «that one»

Don’t fuck with models, already had 'em

Know you ain’t 'bout it if you only tryna ride

When the xanax and the act' come, ugh

This that, creepin' late night on the come up, ugh

This that, three point five, split the blunt up, ugh

This that, have the full amount when you come up, ugh

This that, always have it on me, please don’t run up, ugh

This that, take a brick and shake it to a bundle, ugh

This that, woke up broke but now we doin' numbers, ugh

This that, fur coat on me, even in the summer, ugh

This that (ayy), stuntin' (ugh) 'cause I came up (yeah) under Stunna

They be like, «why you be rentin' so many cars?»

«Why you always with some pretty broads?»

«Why you stopped fuckin' with xanax

But you still be in the club and got so many bars?»

I go to Vegas and get me a suite for a week

Know that’s a petty charge

I gotta bet on myself before I go bet on some cars

Know myself, I got the juice for the tape deck

I pull up to valet, that’s wraith check

I know she a hustle with safe sex (bitch)

She tryna put holes in the latex

Bad, you gettin' punished, my money abundant

I don’t fuck with twenties, I keep it a hunnid

I circled around the block

Just to double check there was no undercovers, ugh

Pussy, I think different

Tats on my fingers, my ink different

You did a swipe up for your jewelry

So our diamonds blink different (our diamonds blink different)

New crib so big

I could fit a fuckin' skatin' rink in it (skatin' rink in it)

Shorty ain’t fittin' my vibes

So I let the team hit it, ugh

This that, creepin' late night on the come up, ugh

This that, three point five, split the blunt up, ugh

This that, have the full amount when you come up, ugh

This that, always keep it on me, please don’t run up, ugh

This that, take a brick and shake it to a bundle, ugh

This that, woke up broke but now we doin' numbers, ugh

This that, fur coat on me, even in the summer, ugh (ayy)

This that, stuntin' 'cause I came up under Stunna, ugh