Tris/Geek Up
Khi Finesse
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Pour up tris Bad bitch neaky she get lit That 552 gone hit his lip Hit that block up take a trip Like russian roulette in this bitch We dont know who gone end up hit Brodie told the nigga chill Before we pop em in this shit Niggas mad that we dont rep a gang Only see us swerving trough the lanes She be tranna give a nigga brain Bitch im off the muddy im moving insane Hitting the gang up like bro what's the word It's a party out there in the burgh F*ck with her cause she don't move like a bird Say no more popping out making it heard Pour up tris Bad bitch neaky she get lit That 552 gone hit his lip Hit that block up take a trip Like russian roulette in this bitch We dont know who gone end up hit Brodie told the nigga chill Before we pop em in this shit I fell in love with your vibe I think it get me high I think about you all the time I swear your always on my mind With all this time that I got I think that I could touch the sky Sometimes I think you'll be there with me Then i realized nevermind Pour up tris Bad bitch neaky she get lit That 552 gone hit his lip Hit that block up take a trip Like russian roulette in this bitch We dont know who gone end up hit Brodie told the nigga chill Before we pop em in this shit Pour up tris bad bitch neaky she get lit That 552 gone hit his lip Hit that block up take a trip Like russian roulette in this bitch We dont know who gone end up hit Brodie told the nigga chill Before we pop em in this shit Tris make me geek up I turn that bitch to a reaper She tranna f*ck me because of my speakers Sparking a blunt in the back of the beamer She told me to speed up Vibe to diff so I can't leave her Inna crib I'm doly and I need ya But you at work tranna stack yo breesh up Spending nights in coney keep yo nina By the way you hold me think I need ya What the f*ck Bad bitch on me pour me up Tris got me lonely rolling up Pull up slide when your done Heard the ops outside where my gun Heard the ops outside where my gun What the f*ck Bad bitch on me pour me up Tris got me lonely rolling up Pull up slide when your done Heard the ops outside where my gun Heard the ops outside where my gun Tris make me geek up I turn that bitch to a reaper She tranna f*ck me because of my speakers Sparking a blunt in the back of the beamer She told me to speed up Vibe to diff so I can't leave her Inna crib I'm doly and I need ya But you at work tranna stack yo breesh up Spending nights in Coney keep yo Nina By the way you hold me think I need ya
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