JR Writer - Triple Up lyrics

Published

0 109 0

JR Writer - Triple Up lyrics

Triple up my money, all my money Triple up my b**hes, all my b**hes Triple up my coke, all my coke Man, all y'all n***as broke Rose, rose, rose That's all the b**hes want Rose, rose, rose That's all the b**hes want I woke up in the spot like I own the b**h Put my Kobes in the spot where you supposed to sit Tell my promoter have my guap 'cause he over grit Bring a homie a box full of motor six Never mind the haters, we gonna get the hollow later Tell 'em hang it up or they gonna get the operator In my old bag, n***a, I'm a model gamer b**h so bad she could be a bottle waiter sponsored links I'm fresh, though, stupid, these don't drop for weeks Come dress code, you would think I got to cheat They get no fly as me or fly as me, I agree If they ever try to done it, iron on the irony Who you tryna cheat like y'all was really money getters When you just ordered up a bottle for 100 n***as I don't get it, you get it or don't get enough? Me? I'm from Harlem where I gobble up and triple up Triple up my money, all my money Triple up my b**hes, all my b**hes Triple up my coke, all my coke Man, all y'all n***as broke Rose, rose, rose That's all the b**hes want Rose, rose, rose That's all the b**hes want I'm looking to adopt, tell a friend They get it top, on the lap, fell intelligent How could you n***as have a laugh? You don't ever win Put the pull up to the spot but they don't let you in The club don't ever play me, I don't need ID I'm the reason why they came up with the VIP I do it BIG as you can see I'm me Popping bottle after bottle till I'm seeing three Couple haters in the cut, we ain't worry about them Sure to spray the party up, know you heard about them Hit the skrilla, I'm tryna get a bird a bottom He ain't a k**er, I ain't wanna hear a word about him Get in touch, get in touch unless you in a rush Getting money ain't an option, it's a must You n***as tough, I'm just tryna get a buck But you wouldn't double dare, you know how I triple up Triple up my money, all my money Triple up my b**hes, all my b**hes Triple up my coke, all my coke Man, all y'all n***as broke Rose, rose, rose That's all the b**hes want Rose, rose, rose That's all the b**hes want