RME, Dapo, Logan - Three Peat Lyrics

‘Cause I don’t need nobody
I already got me though
And you ain’t ‘gone stop me though
‘Cause I already been on the road
Feelin’ like I’m Jordan way I three peat
I just fucked like three hoes I met this week
My team is to elite I feel like Golden State
I’ma take ya bitch and give her back she not for me
Ridin’ round in a two seater
Ciroc need like two liters
I’ma need like two mil
If you want my name on your paper
I been rollin’ like a blunt does
Paper stackin’ we up now
Ballin’ out like I’m 2k
You shoot at us then we block ‘em down, yeah
‘Cause I don’t need nobody
I already got me though
And you ain’t ‘gone stop me though
‘Cause I already been on the road
Everything I just made
You don’t wanna play with my thing
Everytime I roll around
You know what I’m gonna take
Everything I take
Is nothing, I can’t really go waste
Ain’t gone waste
Ain’t gone waste, oooo
Ain’t really wanna play
Wanna play?
Man a mafucka bout to see like, woo
Woo
Most of y’all broke, act like we don’t know
Then you flex up on the reg
You do for the gram, I do for the fam
We are clearly not the same
Most of y’all hoes, my dick all in your throats
Suckin’ me givin’ neck
I do what I do, inside of the booth
And then I do numbers again
Most of y’all broke, act like we don’t know
Then you flex up on the reg
You do for the gram, I do for the fam
We are clearly not the same
Most of y’all hoes, my dick in your throat
Suckin’ me givin’ neck
I do what I do, inside of the booth
And then I do numbers again
Numbers again, chillin’ with a demon in his lions den
Writing taxes without a fair, objects are closer than they seem to appear
Rollin’ round under pressure, rollin’ round I ain’t met ya
Maybe the last time I ain’t been kind
Ever since I left you for a dime
For a dime, for a trap
More slaps, with a hatchet I really whack
Appointed a lawyer to get me off of the map
The more that I go, the more they come back
I ain’t really want it back
I ain’t really want it back
But they wanted crack
Pop flipper whipping, just another pack
I cover my man for the pack
Yeah, for the pack
Three pack, man we back
Man we back
Man we back

‘Cause I don’t need nobody
I already got me though
And you ain’t ‘gone stop me though
‘Cause I already been on the road
Feelin’ like I’m Jordan way I three peat
I just fucked like three hoes I met this week
My team is to elite I feel like Golden State
I’ma take ya bitch and give her back she not for me
Ridin’ round in a two seater
Ciroc need like two liters
I’ma need like two mil
If you want my name on your paper
I been rollin’ like a blunt does
Paper stackin’ we up now
Ballin’ out like I’m 2k
You shoot at us then we block ‘em down, yeah
‘Cause I don’t need nobody
I already got me though
And you ain’t ‘gone stop me though
‘Cause I already been on the road
Everything I just made
You don’t wanna play with my thing
Everytime I roll around
You know what I’m gonna take
Everything I take
Is nothing, I can’t really go waste
Ain’t gone waste
Ain’t gone waste, oooo
Ain’t really wanna play
Wanna play?
Man a mafucka bout to see like, woo
Woo
Most of y’all broke, act like we don’t know
Then you flex up on the reg
You do for the gram, I do for the fam
We are clearly not the same
Most of y’all hoes, my dick all in your throats
Suckin’ me givin’ neck
I do what I do, inside of the booth
And then I do numbers again
Most of y’all broke, act like we don’t know
Then you flex up on the reg
You do for the gram, I do for the fam
We are clearly not the same
Most of y’all hoes, my dick in your throat
Suckin’ me givin’ neck
I do what I do, inside of the booth
And then I do numbers again
Numbers again, chillin’ with a demon in his lions den
Writing taxes without a fair, objects are closer than they seem to appear
Rollin’ round under pressure, rollin’ round I ain’t met ya
Maybe the last time I ain’t been kind
Ever since I left you for a dime
For a dime, for a trap
More slaps, with a hatchet I really whack
Appointed a lawyer to get me off of the map
The more that I go, the more they come back
I ain’t really want it back
I ain’t really want it back
But they wanted crack
Pop flipper whipping, just another pack
I cover my man for the pack
Yeah, for the pack
Three pack, man we back
Man we back
Man we back