Dxrival – 315 Lyrics

Give a boy a fade, ain't talkin' bout a barber
If he run up, smack that boy with holy water
I ain't need to talk, cause you always think you right
Thought he was my boy, I don't know you, we ain't tight
Showing of the fits, and he showing off the clips
I ain't gotta show off, I just show up with the fists
And you know how we comin' straight out the 315
She gon' break your heart regardless, she my ride or die

Know how we livin'
If he talkin' hot, we gonna push him through the ceiling
I don't wanna hear your sorries, man I don't care
When they see me, they all stop and they stare
And I'm on the come up, boutta get a bag of bands
Leave 'em in the dust, put they name in the sand
Scrolling through my phone, gotta text come from my ex
And she said she really miss us, I could care less
Know how we livin', come up from the mud
Call her hammer, she gonna be the nail to the stud
I don't waste my time, man I don't mess around
And he doin' that talkin, I don't make a sound

I just need a maid and a minute, like it's Minute Maid
Diamonds on my wrist, when? When I'm getting paid

1,2,3,4 who that at the door?
5,6,7,8, oh yeah there's more
Talkin' on the internet it doesn't make you tough
And yeah your girl - but it wasn't your huh?

1,2,3,4 who that at the door?
5,6,7,8, oh yeah there's more
Talkin' on the internet it doesn't make you tough
And yeah your girl - but it wasn't your what?

What?