Untitled (3 Wheels)

[Intro: Isaiah Rashad]

Yeah, it's like artist shit, we really are artists, huh

Taking shit serious

It’s really cookin' coke, it's really crookin’–

Cookin' crack right now

[Verse 1: Isaiah Rashad]

No fucks, that was real

I sit back and grip my motherfuckin' wheel

Keep the seal, or the pill

I relax and make a motherfuckin' meal, yeah

The pressure, I get high as a bitch

She a blessin', you the next one

And your best friend might talk dirty to a nigga when she text me with the extras

Fuck rap, but the rest impressive

Bust back, this could blow your chest up

You so [?]

Tryna straddle thе lines, don't it?

Actin' like you switched up, likе surprise

Me and my niggas put all this, all this, all this, on us

You broke, I can't go home, I must bring this shit back

You call me when you any

Oh, this shit so new to me

Ain’t no one that lean on sizes mirror I depend on me

[Chorus: Isaiah Rashad]

Three wheels bangin’ how I want it

I might flip this motherfucker if you need some

Tell me what you need

Three wheels hangin' off the corner

I might flip this motherfucker if you need some

Tell me what you need

[Verse 2: Hugh Augustine]

(Shoey, yuh)

I got shot, still can’t fuck my step up

Drop top, call Rashad

Know this Jeep weather

We only gettin' better

Aiming from the neck up

Watch me run the check up (Ooh)

(Ayy, ayy, ayy)

Sunshine, I'm fine tell myself

All the time, everyday

Burnin' gas, I wish I’d crash, hold up

Leo rising, that's a fire sun

I be livin' on my wild side

Got a bullet on my side, that's a hollow tip from a Beretta nine

You used to be my family, now you ain't even a friend of mine

Some days I miss my granny, know she watchin' for me all the time

Keepin' my faith in the process

Some of this shit hard to digest

My little homie doin' twenty years, he was cookin' with the Pyrex

All he wanted was an opportunity, why you think I'm tryin' to go legit

Gettin' better with communicatin', why you still talkin' 'em over

All my surroundings harmonious, I been goin' where the money is

I be trappin' if I wasn't rappin' so I'm with the captain, Mr. Manhattan

[Chorus: Isaiah Rashad]

I got three wheels bangin' how I want it

I might flip this motherfucker if you need some

Tell me what you need

Three wheels hangin' off the corner

I might flip this motherfucker if you need some

Tell me what you need

I got three wheels bangin' how I want it

I might flip this motherfucker if you need some

Tell me what you need

Three wheels hangin' off the corner

I might flip this motherfucker if you need some

Tell me what you need, huh