Tris

I been high, since like yesterday
Geezy got the tris, I guess I get the sprite today
Palm Angels' on the tee, we dressing light today'
I could never sell my soul, I can't give my life away
Damn, why you give that pipe away?
OT in a spental, you know I had to park valet
Dropped exotic ashes on my fit, where the ashtray?
Pillow talkin to them hoes, That's a foul play
Yea it's one of them (it's one of them gang)
Throw that sh*t on gang
It's up
Yea (talk yo shit)
Look

Told gang throw that shit' on
Rolling out the peter, if you ain't gang na get on
Sippin' all this drank, cause it be hard for me to sleep long (tris)
Tay moo is what they sleep on (wake em up)
All it take is snails an a nod, there go three songs
Og backwoods we call em' snails, if you ain't catch on
I ain't into dissing, but when I see em' he gettin' stepped on (yea big steppers)
I'm a real menace, my cup look like Easter pink' when that seal in it
I f*ck with Gee, cause' I know he gone drill wit' me
Cut ya rope if I catch any sign of envy
Yea, na we all pressure
ATMB we locked in, this sh*t forever
Mapping out this game plan, puttin' sh*t together
Finna' have so much merch hanging out my dresser
And them packs coming soon, here you want a tester?
If the broad worthy enough, sh*t I'm a bless her
Have you ever lost it all, then gained it back? (Several)
The real either dead, or doing life state and federal
Free the guys

I been high, since like yesterday
Geezy got the tris, I guess I get the sprite today
Palm Angels' on the tee, we dressing light today'
I could never sell my soul, I can't give my life away
Damn, why you give that pipe away?
OT in a spental, you know I had to park valet
Dropped exotic ashes on my fit, where the ashtray?
Pillow talkin to them hoes, That's a foul play
That's a foul play
Pillow talking to them hoes', that's a foul play
Geezy got the tris, I guess I get the sprite today



Credits
Writer(s): Monte Wallace
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