LB - 3 lyrics

[Intro - Young Stoney] See this song about Jordans but we don't rock Jordans around here We rock Adidas, so it's 3 Yeah Young Stoney b**h LB Uh [Verse 1 - Young Stoney] Uh All I rock is those 3 stripes Multiply by three twice and that's how many are on my body Chilling with Fahad and that's my lil' homie from Saudi The way we burn that weed man, it's faster than an Audi Bet you would know it's me if you saw me I got ring in my eyebrow and a ring up in my lip too Swagger mean and I'm six two Get on the beat and I spit rude I go hard as my dick do Uh Crazy as a maniac, make rappers jealous when I play my track I swear I'll make you hate to rap I'm that good, I'm a country from the backwoods but that don't change nothing I promise I ain't fronting, got the whole game buzzing What you doing? Probably mumbling lil' b**h! Uh Y'all I ain't really doing sh** I ain't' really new to this Been rapping for 5 years About wet blood and dried tears Up as soon as the night clears Rolling like I'm on light years I turn up like a light switch If that p**y good then I might kiss and lick, make your legs shake and sh** Swear I could f** you so hard and maybe even break your hip If it's p**y or weed, I'm a take a hit Facebook say me and Mary in a relationship That's cool I eat all you rappers and I'm half full, I mean y'all ain't' even a decent meal And y'all b**hes trying to f** cause y'all all trying to seek the thrill You stupid hoes Haha Yeah See this song about J's, but I only have those when I blaze All I rock are A's Got Adidas for days 3 stripes across my toes and 3 across my rib cage I never listen to what yo b**h say But I f** her till my dick ache Y'all can call me Adida man Super fly like Peter Pan I f** yo girl then eat her friend Think I care? Then see my hand My middle finger just sums it up Y'all can criticize if y'all motherf**ers are dumb enough I run this stuff, y'all runners up [Verse 2 - LB] 23, that cool breeze I'm sparking trees like lightning I get em' when I k** em' when I'm in the f**in' buildin', ain't' no telling what you might see I've been dope since the 90's I told you once don't try me These words, you gon feel em' come a victim to the rhythm, like Gucci Mane, I might be! My preference is Adidas over J's (Over J's) If you catch me in these streets, I'm probably getting baked (Getting baked) Getting cake, she throw me face I'm smoking weed, I meditate Heavy appetite for the rapping type cause I eat whatever's on my f**ing plate We in this b**h I'm on, Juan DeLeon and a pound of the strong With a couple bad b**hes, put your cameras on, cameras on, cameras on We keep this on replay, so peat sake, yo DJ, aye go ahead and play my favorite song, favorite song Uh! [Young Stoney] Yeah b**h You know who it is Adida Gaaang Haha This that Time Alone 3 [LB] Young Stoney, LB [Young Stoney] Motherf**ers Y'all ain't' f**ing with this one Ahh! T-A-3, b**h