Tris

Big 3200 big Stunna let's do it yeah
Let's get straight into it
All these bad bitches keep pursuing
I don't give a fuck what a fuck n**** doing
Still tryin' to get my ring like Ewing
Coyote gang get a fuck n**** ruined
Nothin' but Andrew Jacksons in my pocket thought I was with the five
N**** thought this was a sweet lick 7.62 gave him a surprise
Damn look what these racks do pay for the shooter to knock off your hairdo
Fresh as fuck you know it it got to stay like that
I can remember the times I ain't get shit for Christmas had to wait for income tax
Now I walk around with these racks racks racks racks racks on me like I'm Venus Serena
Bad lil bitch in a brand new beamer
Stacking her chips tall Pringles yeah
N**** getting fronted his bells
Bought my own bags almost broke my scale
I know that most of these n***** is haters and some just hope that I fail yeah
You got to stay down to live this life n**** you got to earn to prevail
I had done thought I seen it all when I got them packs through the mail
I never thought that life would be like this
Most of my friends don't exist
I got codeine in my piss
I just want a lil more tris

Bouldercrest lets do it yeah
Zone 6 influenced
I can tell by the way he doing this shit that he ain't use to doing
Young n**** put plugs on e
Young n**** can't fuck with me
Young n**** I was raised in the 6 so I'll leave a footprint on this bitch
Young n**** the noticing me from the 6 so I had to leave a footprint on this bitch yeah
I'll bet the bank on my Russians worst lil n**** know a n**** ain't playin' with this shit
It was just 2020 y'all was in the house on corona we was outside hittin' fa sticks yeah
N**** ain't foolin shit around here tattooed his face but internally he is a bitch
I don't give a fuck about how many bodies you got fuck with me I'ma run in yo shit yeah
Worst lil n**** don't do no dissing worst lil n**** get n***** dismissed
I had to learn if the shit don't make no money then the shit don't make no cents
I had to learn if I stack my racks real tall all these bitches gone suck my dick
I had to learn if I stay in my feelings all day then I'ma be broke as a bitch
How the fuck a n**** gone claim he come from the bricks but he can't even keep it a brick
They about to free lil road runner n***** know what's up my lil brother gettin' rich in the pin
I was just thinkin' about all them licks that I hit if I can go back I'll hit them again yeah

Big 3200 big Stunna let's do it yeah
Let's get straight into it
All these bad bitches keep pursuing
I don't give a fuck what a fuck n**** doing
Still tryin' to get my ring like Ewing
Coyote gang get a fuck n**** ruined
Nothin' but Andrew Jacksons in my pocket thought I was with the five
N**** thought this was a sweet lick 7.62 gave him a surprise
Damn look what these racks do pay for the shooter to knock off your hairdo
Fresh as fuck you know it it got to stay like that
I can remember the times I ain't get shit for Christmas had to wait for income tax
Now I walk around with these racks racks racks racks racks on me like I'm Venus Serena
Bad lil bitch in a brand new beamer
Stacking her chips tall Pringles yeah
N**** getting fronted his bells
Bought my own bags almost broke my scale
I know that most of these n***** is haters and some just hope that I fail yeah
You got to stay down to live this life n**** you got to earn to prevail
I had done thought I seen it all when I got them packs through the mail
I never thought that life would be like this
Most of my friends don't exist
I got codeine in my piss
I just want a lil more tris



Credits
Writer(s): Bryan Withers
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