All Threes by Kid Caprio Lyrics
(Chorus)
Where the ops at
Where the cops at
Still whipping in the drop
You could watch that
I'm the same saint
I could cross back
And these hoes still tripping
But they all slack
Drop 67 on the watch piece
Might miss heaven I'm like
Ah jeez
Bitches still stepping to the lost keys
Bitch I'm still Stephen and its all 3’s
(Verse 1)
Hold up
Imma need a wrist check quota
And I'm floating on the dip set soda
And my shits wets
Knowing that my fits get colder
I ain't switch yet
Flowing like is this that boulder
I'm the risk bet
Bitches know my shits getting older
I ain't miss yet
They just trynna diss get noticed
I don't list debt
I'm just writing hits
Vette lotus on the swiss jet
If you talking shit set motives
And your bitch sweat
They just still jacking the swag
Faking as hell and they conceal it
Chilling ask for the cab
Take it and spill it
I'm the villain
Feeling fast as a jag
Gas in the pad
And I been killing
Drilling that for the bag
Laughing and mad
(Chorus)
Where the ops at
Where the cops at
Still whipping in the drop
You could watch that
I'm the same saint
I could cross back
And these hoes still tripping
But they all slack
Drop 67 on the watch piece
Might miss heaven I'm like
Ah jeez
Bitches still stepping to the lost keys
Bitch I'm still Stephen and its all 3’s
(Verse 2)
Cocky
These hoes can't stop me
Killing all the shows
And ya mane clothes rocky
Like Shockey
People throwing blows trynna pop me
It's obvi you copy
Hot is what you not be
I'm papi
Bitches call me daddy in the range
Got an all plain caddy with the chains
Same addy for them things
Getting brain from a baddy with the bangs
I became saint paddy with the drinks
Dame had me with the flames
Ain't happy the pain back on track
Mane snappy
The same grey khakis
Grab me the strap
And them lames can't @ me
Exactly after the fact
Bitch I'm Wayne I made it rain
But them hoes complaining for Cap
I made it slap
(Chorus)
Where the ops at
Where the cops at
Still whipping in the drop
You could watch that
I'm the same saint
I could cross back
And these hoes still tripping
But they all slack
Drop 67 on the watch piece
Might miss heaven I'm like
Ah jeez
Bitches still stepping to the lost keys
Bitch I'm still Stephen and its all 3’s
Where the ops at
Where the cops at
Still whipping in the drop
You could watch that
I'm the same saint
I could cross back
And these hoes still tripping
But they all slack
Drop 67 on the watch piece
Might miss heaven I'm like
Ah jeez
Bitches still stepping to the lost keys
Bitch I'm still Stephen and its all 3’s
(Verse 1)
Hold up
Imma need a wrist check quota
And I'm floating on the dip set soda
And my shits wets
Knowing that my fits get colder
I ain't switch yet
Flowing like is this that boulder
I'm the risk bet
Bitches know my shits getting older
I ain't miss yet
They just trynna diss get noticed
I don't list debt
I'm just writing hits
Vette lotus on the swiss jet
If you talking shit set motives
And your bitch sweat
They just still jacking the swag
Faking as hell and they conceal it
Chilling ask for the cab
Take it and spill it
I'm the villain
Feeling fast as a jag
Gas in the pad
And I been killing
Drilling that for the bag
Laughing and mad
(Chorus)
Where the ops at
Where the cops at
Still whipping in the drop
You could watch that
I'm the same saint
I could cross back
And these hoes still tripping
But they all slack
Drop 67 on the watch piece
Might miss heaven I'm like
Ah jeez
Bitches still stepping to the lost keys
Bitch I'm still Stephen and its all 3’s
(Verse 2)
Cocky
These hoes can't stop me
Killing all the shows
And ya mane clothes rocky
Like Shockey
People throwing blows trynna pop me
It's obvi you copy
Hot is what you not be
I'm papi
Bitches call me daddy in the range
Got an all plain caddy with the chains
Same addy for them things
Getting brain from a baddy with the bangs
I became saint paddy with the drinks
Dame had me with the flames
Ain't happy the pain back on track
Mane snappy
The same grey khakis
Grab me the strap
And them lames can't @ me
Exactly after the fact
Bitch I'm Wayne I made it rain
But them hoes complaining for Cap
I made it slap
(Chorus)
Where the ops at
Where the cops at
Still whipping in the drop
You could watch that
I'm the same saint
I could cross back
And these hoes still tripping
But they all slack
Drop 67 on the watch piece
Might miss heaven I'm like
Ah jeez
Bitches still stepping to the lost keys
Bitch I'm still Stephen and its all 3’s