Lyrics Triss - Yung Kanari

Walked in with my blick
Two tone AP wrist
Been done with that shit
I just need some triss
Wockhardt I don't trust
Suck me till I bust
Bad bitch do what I say
Paper pave the way
Talking to the bag
My stacks getting fat
Money on the table while y'all still wearing rags
Money on my mind
I been on my chase
Fuck the DEA
I be breaking bread anyway

I'ma get it anyway
I'ma get it anyway
I'ma get it anyway
I'ma get it anyway

Walked in with my blick
Two tone AP wrist
Been done with that shit
I just need some triss
Wockhardt I don't trust
Suck me till I bust
Bad bitch do what I say
Paper pave the way
Talking to the bag
My stacks getting fat
Money on the table while y'all still wearing rags
Money on my mind
I been on my chase
Fuck the DEA
I be breaking bread anyway

Wockhardt in my cup
Bad bitch suck me up
Suck me through my jeans
That bitch hit my spleen
I don't play with fiends
Money on my mind
I been feeling green

I just took a perc
I just left the earth
An my choppa go berserk
An my choppa put in work
I don't mess with fentanyl
I just take that Adderall
Geeking off them withdrawals
Off them withdrawals

Walked in with my blick
Two tone AP wrist
Been done with that shit
I just need some triss
Wockhardt I don't trust
Suck me till I bust
Bad bitch do what I say
Paper pave the way
Talking to the bag
My stacks getting fat
Money on the table while y'all still wearing rags
Money on my mind
I been on my chase
Fuck the DEA
I be breaking bread anyway