3Peat - prod. Jim Malone Songtext
von Miles MeCloud

Comin back like Jesus after 3 days
Me and Miles got the humpty yea we finna blaze
I′m in a daze, but I'm not confused
I channel confuscious in my bars I don′t play to lose

Body aching from all the drugs I abuse
Ashwagandha in my cup I don't do shrooms
I don't drink booze
I′ll pop a pill, but only in God′s will
Man this shit is ill

Fuck with Miles, I throw you in da Nile
Yea I'm in denial of so many things
Got a diamond ring for my girl ring finger
I spit ill bars on the track cuz I′m not a singer

But when I was 16 I wanted to be president
So I got some lincoln log house settlements
I need some extra spears to attack the us mint
Cuz they grimy grimy yea they grimy grimy yea they grimy grimy just like belly button lint


I went to uni when I was in Kansas City
It was 2 am in Kansas City
I fancied a meal in Kansas City
With no fuckin directions in Kansas City
That night i almost got carjacked in Kansas City

I tried to steal some pants from Balenciaga
But they cut my hands off yea I feel like Waka Flocka
The first word I learned on Dora was de nada Gracias gracias Dora

This song hard no flappy bird
and you hear me tellin my girl sappy words
Ya ya music really crappy crappy like a turd
And I love that wappy wappy yea ya hurd

Yea you is just a rat and ya bit the cheese
I up my gat and I take all ya fuckin cheese
Yea this beat is so ill its makin me feel queazy
you so sleazy

Used to smoke a bowl over time
Now its a bowl at a time
You is just a rat you belong on animal planet
I can't cancel that because I already planned it