3-Peat Songtext
von Ambré

Love, I mean, if I, I guess if I had to put it into a song, I mean
It would sound like this

I′m back in New Orleans, my people think I'm rich now
Murder my ego, made my anxiety sit down
Now I got time to kill
I′m back to back with it, three classics in a row
You remind me of an old flame
I remind you of G, I'm from Uptown, baby
Take the whole thing
Now you fucking with a G, I'm from Uptown, baby (yeah, yeah)


The block get hot but it keep me warm (keep me warm)
It′s all I know (all)
It′s all I know (all)
Nothing else feels like home
It's all I know
It′s all I know, woah

Hood shit, that's what we like
That′s how we live some nights
They want a three peat, hood shit, that's what we like
Dickie fits and G Nikes (so nicе)
They want a three peat

(You listening to 209.0 FM
Coming to you on thе hottest day of the summer, three thousand degrees
We got that new Ambré to cool you off
Welcome to the city)