Three Zero Zero

[Intro] Ayy, ayy [Chorus] Put ya sets up, put ya gats up, ayy Bitch, I got now fuck who next up, ayy Walk up in the store with my check up, ayy Walk up in that office, where my check at? Or I’m a blow this bitch, on my exploding shit They like "You the man, Sosa", but I know this shit They like "Please calm down, Sosa", but I won’t for shit Blow my gun at anyone on my 300 shit [Verse 1] Rambo, Rambo, we comin' through like Rambo Gun tote a hundred ammo, 300 animal But don’t make me call them Spartans have 300 at ya door They don't got no fuckin' swords, bitch, they got choppers at ya throat, ayy I got my locksmith at ya door, ayy Ayy, He pick ya lock, we in to smoke, ayy Ayy, bitch, no talking, bitch, no bossin' Ayy, then we out like vamanos, ayy Her mouth on my D, I’m like "No teeth", ayy She gave me the knee-knee and I went weak, ayy Bitch, no Twitter beef, go call police, ayy 300 shit, my pistol with me and I am gon' squeeze, ayy [Chorus] Put ya sets up, put ya gats up, ayy Bitch, I got now fuck who next up, ayy Walk up in the store with my check up, ayy Walk up in that office, where my check at? Or I’m a blow this bitch, on my exploding shit They like "You the man, Sosa", but I know this shit They like "Please calm down, Sosa", but I won’t for shit Blow my gun at anyone on my 300 shit [Verse 2] 300, 300, bitch, I’m still 300 I still rep BD don’t I? I still got my heat don’t I? Keep runnin', keep runnin' and I’m a keep blowin' I’ma catch a motherfucker every night and every morning Bang, bang, ayy She seen my ice, she think it’s snowin', ayy You try to take my ice, bitch, thank the morning Is you gon' wake up to thank the lord, ayy? Glo up like wake up you can’t avoid, ayy If you don’t smell the coffee, we come through chalkin', ayy Have this pistol on me, come through sparkin', ayy I have my dogs with me, come through barkin', ayy You ain’t have no fucking business talking, ayy Ayy, boy, yo dogs some yorkies, ayy Shitzu, boy, yo dogs some puppies My dogs pit bulls, they talk with Glocks and forties The cops grab me ain’t talkin' without my lawyer, ayy I’m still coolin' with my youngins You keep it 100, bitch, I keep it 300, ayy Ayy, I’m boolin' with my youngins, ayy I kill yo ass you foolin' with my money, ayy