Wock x Trish

Unshackle gang steps, then we.
Walk them niggas down, I keep switches in the towels
Fuckin' bitches pound to pound, sipping codeine lemonade
Hit em with the blip, that nigga a lil bitch

Sippin' walkin' trish, hit the bitch with my piss
Hit the bitch with my piss, then I tell you eat this dick
Then I tell you I got foreigns and got hundreds on my wrist
Then I tell you I was sippin' wock n' trish

Wock n' trish, wock n' trish, sippin' wock n' trish
Ayy, I pour a four in the fanta, cut the hoe off cause she ain't got manners
Nigga you try me, you die and my niggas get this shit lit like a candle
My nigga Rick keep a stick, and I'm really sippin' that wock n' that trish

I line you up the way you lookin' at my bitch
My young nigga catch a body like Kyle Pitts
Ayy, my nigga shootin' shit, ain't talkin' bout no pics
I scratch the cereal off, ain't fuckin' with no tricks

I'm feelin' sleepy, I had too much wock n' trish
Sippin' wock n' tek, thumbin' through these hundreds
Thankin' God I'm hella blessed
Fuck with me, my niggas do you foul, they toting Tec's, ayy

And your baby mama just sent me a text
Sippin' trish and wock, sippin' like I got a cough
Rockin' all black like I'm Goth, you want gas, come and shop
Nigga said he wanna smoke, I told him I know a spot

That's because his shorty went behind his back and sent a drop, ayy