Triple Threat M Row (Ft. Drako B & TMB Del)

[Intro]
Niggas know the vibes, fuck the opps
Niggas pussy, niggas ain't even come outside

[Verse 1: M Row]
Bullets both ways, it's a bang
How we makin' it hot everywhere that they hang out
Opp in the air, we got pain out
Cold outside, so I carry my flame out (Gangster)
Free all the guys ain't the same out
We popped out the flick, but we keepin' the frame out
Know how they feel that they seein' my name out
Jeep with Amiri, ain't no broad mane out
Like, roll me up Tracy
Ask about shh, he got put in an 8thy
Aced out, he couldn't make it to safety
I know he up there like, "How could y'all take me?"
Kenny Capone got beat on 98th St
After that day, always knew that he hate me
Punched out, bitch in my text tryna rate me
I've been countin' my hands all times that she ate me

[Verse 2: Drako B]
Like, how many niggas got turned to a loud pack?
Say you spinnin' my block? Yea, I doubt that
Tre 57 gon' boom where his scalp at
Like, I gotta stay with my weapon
I catch a opp, he get dropped in a second
Freak bitch, she eat the dick up for breakfast
I put the pieces together, no Tetris
Dead opps, how many niggas got put on a necklace?
You know me and my niggas, we reckless
I bet these bullets gon' land where his head is
Like, how many niggas got dropped?
Free the bros, they got locked
Still put a lil Sweeper nigga in a box
She asked what I'm smokin', I told her "G-Pop"
You know I've been gettin' that guap
Finger itchin', tryna catch me an opp