[Intro: Fredo Finesse]
[Yeah, man?], yeah
Yuh, yuh, yeah
It's TRIIIBE, it's TRIIIBE
It's TRIIIBE, it's TRIIIBE
Finesse, yuh
[Verse 1: Fredo Finesse & Nick Cheeks]
Crew's working hard, so you know we ain't gettin' no sleep
You and rap don't go together like pineapples and fried cheese
I know you see my face, homie, everywhere that I be
But how could you not? I'm in your eyes like Visine
And every time I show up to the club, I skip the line, B
I don't got the time, but I put diamonds in my timepiece
I spent way too much time tryna find a wifey
But now I put more effort into pеrfectin' this rhyme schemе
Sit down, be humble, homie, listen to Kendrick
Also listen to my flow because that shit is stupendous, yeah
Look, it hit my stomach like a ruptured appendix
I don't need to know where the hoes at, need to know where my pen is
Take a beat and I suplex it, bend, break, and I flex it
My blunt is lookin' chubby and yours lookin' anorexic
I'm welcomed at the entrance while they showin' you the exit
Yeah, yeah, they know I got bars more than a life sentence (Yeah), damn
[Verse 2: Nick Cheeks & Kid Smid]
Out in L.A., livin' seven days a week
I'm tryna find my way, I know that's where I wanna be
Smokin' on all this dank, makin' it kinda hard to breathe
I was up late, it was kinda hard to sleep
I made my own lane, can't nobody do it like me
I ride my own wave, crashin' on a sandy beach
A college dropout, never needed me no degree
Boy, it's Nick Cheeks, better listen up when I speak
Ayy, ayy, might smack you right in your teeth
If you disrespect, so don't you dare go against me
I know life ain't fair, Mama told me when I was three
And I'm from New Hampshire, ain't nobody as cold as me
Rap game fucked up, it needs a makeover
TRIIIBE comin' in full effect for the takeover
I won't stop 'til I'm ridin' 'round in a Range Rover
Dressed in all black like I'm Venom, the king cobra
And you ain't real, boy, you fake
It seems like everything you do is staged
That's why we never pay attention to the shit you say
If you ain't down, don't make a sound, just get out the way
Three-eyed TRIIIBE, we be the triple threat
Smokin' weed while Smid kickflips a triple set
Let's flip a coin if you feelin' lucky, place a bet (Ayy)
Two-faced fuckers ain't gettin' no respect
[Verse 3: Kid Smid & BucketHat Blizz]
Said I want it all, never go for less
Nothin' hold me back, no regrets
Go get some money, fuck the stress
Thought about my flow, I think I'll go with this (Yeah)
Who you know fresher than Smid? Riddle me that (Damn)
I'm a grown man standin', you a kid on his back
Made my own plan, I plan to put my shit on the map
Cook up a flow and then I sprinkle the facts, that's that (Damn)
You occupy the past, I'm a tenant of the future (Yeah)
You get it how you live and [?] is what you're used to
My bedroom look like a page of the Kama Sutra, hallelujah
Never play with caution, when did caution bring the commas to ya?
I smartened up my act, better cast a play
Better have my day (Yeah), Mama, this is not a phase
[Verse 4: BucketHat Blizz & JZAC]
Nah, said, "This is not a phase," Bucket
If you're lookin' you could find me drivin' through the sticks
Always cookin' up dope when I move the wrist
Over-pry 'em and now there's no screw for this
Tell nobody when they askin' to produce the shit
I keep a chopper on me, really, nothin' new to this
Been doin' it before anyone even knew [?] is
Been doin' it before I even knew I was Blizz
Know it's the [back?], I got my brothers where the movement is
TRIIIBE, TRIIIBE, TRIIIBE (Woo)
I know you see that it's three Is, ayy
You keep it watchin' like CIA
Keep it runnin', never dehydrate
[See it centered?], I don't see why wait
What time is better than right now?
They said I was wrong, but I'm right, now
Said I'd never be a rapper, only pushin' package
When I get a zip, take a slice out
They all love the way I slice now
Chop and cut it like I put a knife in it
[I'm ridic'/wit' it?] tryin' to defy limits
Mind different, I'm ahead of time, science fiction
Put me up, I swear y'all breakin' five fingers with some blind stitches
Cut 'em up and then hold each of 'em hostage
I ain't fuckin' playin', I ain't paintin' my picture with precision
I spit the rhymes and walk up in the booth
You better hit the ground
You know it's me when the piff around
If you ain't with my squad, you better [gif?] around, and move
Your girl be in love with the team, and I promise that won't stop
She want me to come first so that she could get the whole shot, bang
[Verse 5: JZAC & BucketHat Blizz]
I need an instrumental, Rocky Horror got me
My paper gettin' folded like it's origami
Homie, know I been trill, go and check the pen skills
They feedin' off my energy, I'm somethin' like a windmill
Only facts spittin', rappers need a ass kickin'
Bought some gas station snacks and a fuckin' scratch ticket
Started this to pass the time, now I'm like a mastermind
Guarantee she send a text after second glass of wine
I just learned to time it out, thinkin' that my time is now
Baby, don't you know my penis only get the finest mouth?
Henny in my system, fuck the gentleman ways
She about to make it shake like a gelatin tray, ayy
You ain't competition, bruh, heard your shit and cracked up
Better get your crack up, that's why you playin' backup
If we talkin' school, I'm a A-list dude (Ayy)
Used to rock the Southpole and the K-Swiss shoes, wow
Momma, I done grown up, look at how I blowed up
Seem like yesterday that I just dropped the Cold Cuts
Learnin' to adjust as the time keep movin'
Rollin' with the TRIIIBE, what the fuck is you doin'?
[Outro: BucketHat Blizz]
Yah
Brrah
