Triangle Offense

[Verse 1: Torae]

You fucking with the best in the Borough

The Barrel Brothers of Brooklyn

Ain't nobody give us a lane, fuck it we took one

Niggas was hooked from the door, peep Skylar and Tor'

More like Walter White and Jesse the way we cook it up pure

And Sha distributed it raw, nothing cut nothing stepped on

Look like the days of the narcoleptic execs gone way

Niggas was slept on

Fuck it he kept going, every sixteen that I breathe gimme a Flex bomb

Came up deliver it mean, that’s word to Hex mom

I’m bout my team my nigga eff y'alls

This upper echelon squeeze till every clip in the tec's gone

Fuck wit a broad until the check gone, ex con

Present day, Rover Range matte black switching lanes

Necklace glisten chains, overseas switching planes

You ain't incarcerated get ya chain

Cause F.T.R.I.A. came to click and bang

Get 'em mayne

[Verse 2: Skyzoo]

Got em where they calling me Tyson in 86'

I get that involved when handing off to make 'em flip

Know I handle bars like handle bars and play the grips

Turn the cannon on and handle y'alls when I'm laying dick

My rep as great as it gets

I’m young, pretty, I hit hard

I’m the best shape of my life I'm on my lift off

My fan base is going state to state in a zip car

My only down fall is my belt is covered in lip gloss

Play the nickels and nines made a grip on the side

But dance all on the base I'm Jadakiss to the Stuy

My mans cornered the base like they was kicking a rhyme

And ya hands all on ya face as you wait to get you a line

Two for one, double meaning, and double what we is

The doors open when floors open shoving the key in

The more dope that I toss over just showing me is

That your flows is your throat juggling me in

[Verse 3: Sha Stimuli]

No one on Earth is dope as we

See my flows forbidden

I'm as slick as the serpent that spoke the Eve

Move with no religion

I can walk in church just rolling weed

Lord I'm only kidding

Please look at the person I've grown to be

Peep my soul has risen

I've driven through Hell fir

My life was flame infested

I've passed and I've failed some tests and escaped from a jailing sentence

In the belly of the beast jumping rope with whale intestines

I was Jonah now I’m over your head you can feel my presence

My curses appear as blessings

So I laugh at any man

That would oppose me knows that I'll attack 'em where they stand

These dudes spit garbage like they salivary glands

Come from sanitary vans they got imaginary fans

I hit beaches in the winter I get January tans and

Bitches call me winner I put passion in they pants

I'm an advocate for abstinence cause no ones effing with me

I will stab you with a javelin for acting like you can

My district flips fools

Quick trip if you

Spit sick, switch hit, jab, stick, stick move

Misfit, pricks get, bitch [?] tunes, 6-6-6-you

TICK TICK TICK BOOM!