Yiisa - Three's Lyrics

Ewe ke San I did it again
You checking the bars I'm ripping my pen
You widdit my man, I don't understand
I'm over you niggas, I'm taking my land

Spat in the desert I came with the rain
Ace got the action and Flo got the plan
I grow my trees really deep in the sand
The Grass is greener wherever I stand

Ngena ngeFost man ndine Nkan
Ngena ndazPossa jengeDyan
Bendikhe ndaposswa nje kay'One
But, nday'Loss'a nje ngeBun

If you counting backwards I'm the one!
Look at the legend I've become come
Like a brothel in a catholic state
Man you ain't got nun

We run threes, on your 2's like it's Tuesday
Days of the week, might bring your weekend like it's dooms day
Pastor flow, I spray on everything the word do say
"YIISA been The Don", spit that strong like it's D'usse

Been about the commas like it mathematics
Crack the window open, Black Kush got me asthmatic
All my angles aesthetic
All about that gas, and you can ask
"Lewis Hamilton!"
Test my penitence, as I pass at it

Ngena ngeFost man ndine Nkan
Ngena ndazPossa jengeDyan

Ngena ngeFost man ndine Nkan
Ngena ndazPossa jengeDyan

Ngena ngeFost man ndine Nkan
Ngena ndazPossa jengeDyan

Ngena ngeFost man ndine Nkan
Ngena ndazPossa jengeDyan

Ngena ngeFost man ndine Nkan
Ngena ndazPossa jengeDyan
Bendikhe ndaposswa nje kay'One
But, nday'Loss'a nje ngeBun

If you counting backwards I'm the one!
Look at the legend I've become come
Like a brothel in a catholic state
Man you ain't got nun