3×5 Lyrics – Bagzoverfame x Riskey
Singer: Bagzoverfame x Riskey
Title: 3×5
Yeah, yo
(XR, that’s cold)
Bagzoverfame
Free Smokey, free Luna
Shout all the YVE’s man
Two plus three, that’s five in the ride, huh?
And what’s three times five?
15 inch on the side like fries
If I’m swing black hand, leave him liquidized
Man try run, why try run?
Lil’ man know I’m gon’ keep up
Know I stick to my word like prenup
I couldn’t cap like dem, dem eediats
I couldn’t cap like none of dem brothers
Gang get cash and that’s on my mothers
Me I try yell O like mustard
Opps don’t wanna get f**ked by the dusters
Yuck with the doctors, paid in yings (Ching)
Now, watch how the paigons sprint
They don’t wanna get f**ked by the 15 inch (No way)
N***as know that’s three times fivе
I tell no lies tryna touch mans wisdom
Try wait for my come likе kingdom
How can a man see opps and not ying them? (how)
Fly and fling them, dry and sling them
‘Cause I’m on the backroad like T
That’s Graftz and me tryna do man instant
I’ve got arms like shirts got sleeves
Man lurk then leave tryna do man different
Man better watch how the ting goes bow
And she didn’t wanna know back then but talk them a talk now she wanna know now
Shawty wanna know like my name was Dave and my shorty wanna know like my name’s DFundo (Like my name’s DFundo)
And we done hit bando licks and OT trips
Grab M’s like Huncho
Slide and punto slide with poncho
Nine in my back, got nine like Rondo
I don’t know why they talk on the guys last one got banged like a f**king monzo (Why they do that?)
I’m in Aso rock with Sonto
Opp diddy bop, now she do the Azonto
N***as know that I ball like Lonzo
Man hit shots ’cause I want P’s pronto
Pounds and notes, me I love that combo (Gang)
Two plus three, that’s five in the ride, huh?
And what’s three times five?
15 inch on the side like fries
If I’m swing black hand, leave him liquidized
Man try run, why try run?
Lil’ man know I’m gon’ keep up
Know I stick to my word like prenup
I couldn’t cap like dem, dem eediats
I couldn’t cap like none of dem brothers
Gang get cash and that’s on my mothers
Me I try yell O like mustard
Opps don’t wanna get f**ked by the dusters
Yuck with the doctors, paid in yings (Ching)
Now, watch how the paigons sprint
They don’t wanna get f**ked by the 15 inch (Scream, ying, ying, ying)
Man couldn’t cap like hats
Trust me, my bro swings his arms no Teeway
Make your voice go high like T-Pain
You got it bad, no Usher, BKay
Like Iyaz I’m stuck on replay, why? Cause this baddy just popped out, Tjay
Shawty’s like a melody in my head so I brought her right back like Sidibe
If I got an anglo calm, spread it like b***er, it’s more than this rap stuff (ying, ying)
While bros in the bando, wrap stuff (Shoutout Luna)
After that do Postman Pat stuff
If I’m on the wing like Saka lets dance Mick Jagger throw fists and crash stuff
My north ting big back she’s backed up
She clapped that no hands for the gang cuz (Trust me)
Two plus three, that’s five in the ride, huh?
And what’s three times five?
15 inch on the side like fries
If I’m swing black hand, leave him liquidized
Man try run, why try run?
Lil’ man know I’m gon’ keep up
Know I stick to my word like prenup
I couldn’t cap like dem, dem eediats
I couldn’t cap like none of dem brothers
Gang get cash and that’s on my mothers
Me I try yell O like mustard
Opps don’t wanna get f**ked by the dusters
Yuck with the doctors, paid in yings (Ching)
Now, watch how the paigons sprint
They don’t wanna get f**ked by the 15 inch (Scream, ying, ying, ying)
XR, that’s cold
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