333*

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[Intro: Nettspend]

Uh, uh, uh

I'ma, I'ma, I'ma, uh, I mean

[Chorus: Nettspend]

I went 3 for, uh, what? I went 3 for what?

GT-333, like, who gon' change on me?

P-Pop like ABCs, and this Rollie' rainbow road

I like lookin' at your face, w-when that shit ain't Morse Code

Work it like it's safe, you'd think I'm in the safe

What I did today, still make me feel okay (What?)

What's up with you? I can't make you stay (Stay, stay)

And March your favorite month, but shit don't fucking pray (Uh, what?)

What's up with you? I can't wait

I told God, "I've been tryin' to sin all day" (Ah, yeah)

[Verse 1: Nettspend]

Time to send it, outta state (outta state)

I don't care if this shit don't fit in my day (In my day)

[?] for my other baes

Money, money comin' in, I never had that shit (What's up)

A-And it's Monday, that's why I'm already stressed (stu, stu)

What the fuck? I just told you what it is (Uh)

[Chorus: Nettspend]

I'm in 333, yeah, I went 3 for 3

GT-333, like, who gon' change on me?

P-Pop like ABCs, and this Rollie', rainbow road

I like lookin' at your face, w-when that shit ain't Morse Code

Work it like it's safe, you'd think I'm in the safe

What I did today, still make me feel okay (What?)

What's up with you? I can't make you stay

And March your favorite month, but still don't fucking pray (Uh, what?)

What's up with you? I can't wait

I told God, "I've been tryin' to sin all day" (Ah, yeah)

[Bridge: Nettspend & fakemink]

What's up with you? I can't wait (I'm gon leave)

I told God, "I've been tryin' to sin all day" (Ah, yeah)

[Verse 2: fakemink]

I'm never tripping off what someone said

If you could do what I do, then do it, go ahead

Wake up winnin', then I win and then I go to bed

Put a target on my back, Put money on my head

I'm really proud of me (proud of me)

Underground king, got the crown on me

Can you turn the speakers up? Make it louder please

Ball hard, play hard, every day of the week

Mm, I'm really proud of me

'Cause I wished that from the start, it was bound to be

The young [brown kid?] with the Prada jeans

Fashion week, model, she just locked eyes with me

And she pounce on me, 'cause she fancy me

I'm so fly and flee, they got their eyes on me

I really know all of their secrets, like a diary

Man, I'm so on job, you couldn't hire me

I got cashmere and silk, I only feel the pashmina

Easter Pink, drank in the 2 Liter

So misunderstood, they don't know what I mean, ah

I just popped a pill but no, I'm not in Ibiza

Married to the game, but I'm still fuckin' on Tina

Wonder where I'd be at, if I didn't have that seizure

Wonder where I'd be at, if I didn't have to leave her

Wonder where I'd be at, if I didn't have to leave her

[Outro: Nettspend & fakemink]

Lights all around me (Mm)

What's up with you? (Mm, mm)

What's up, what's up?

Rather die, than go back (Ah)