T.Y. (Rapper) - Three In One lyrics

[Verse 1: Curren$y] In the villa, b**hes with him One chillin', one in the kitchen, pots whippin' Cops sniffin', must be kiddin', stop trippin' The dogs didn't get the scented, was in the lyrics That's how I hit it, pulled up in it, three piece rimmed it Straight sh**ted, they was mad, said it was rented Them hateful n***as should congratulate a player And ask him, how he did it So then they could get it But instead rather talk down on the bread f** 'em, dog, and keep stuntin', that's how I play it See how I slid, safe home plate, I broke your b**h We spent your grip, furnished my other place Dog, you should see it Hope mama never slip And say my name while she sleepin', next to this lame Clue him in to our hustle, we fleeced him She spent it all on a boss and I ain't even need it I had her buyin' Gucci pieces for my youngest nieces b**h, keep your secrets [Hook: Curren$y] Three b**hes in that black Bentley Three b**hes in that black Bentley Three b**hes in that black Bentley I send hits, it's done quickly Three b**hes in that black Bentley Three b**hes in that black Bentley Three b**hes in that black Bentley I send for 'em, they come to get me [Verse 2: TY] Look, you don't show no love It ain't nothin' for me to get another plug Got a couple b**hes on a couple d** With some young n***as that'll f** you up Yeah, and I don't know what's luck Cause I bust my a** and work hard as f** Few people like me, few people don't sh**, it got me feelin' like Donald Trump Get caught, better seal it up They in my circle, then they real as f** Young n***a, I'm a live it up Real fly sh**, it's not many of us 'Bout money, you can hit my line Clean my guns when I'm sittin' inside Jet Life, we never die Why you think these n***as wanna switch sides? Yeah, and you fake thugs who be showin' all of that fake love I'm a pull your b**h when she up in the club In that Monte Carlo, sittin' on the dubs Yeah, on that Eastside, smokin' hella weed with my OG You talk strong, but your hustle weak Three b**hes in the Bentley Yeah, I done made a way Just so for all my n***as, now they gettin' cake Stay down and just keep it real Before you know it, you'll be at a mill Grind don't stop, work all day Bag on bag with no delay All my role models pushed weight So I got to keep racks on me [Hook: Curren$y] Three b**hes in that black Bentley Three b**hes in that black Bentley Three b**hes in that black Bentley I send hits, it's done quickly Three b**hes in that black Bentley Three b**hes in that black Bentley Three b**hes in that black Bentley I send for 'em, they come to get me