Текст песни Sippin On Tris - Mel Savv

Brand new glock i can't wait to up it
Nikkas talking on bro but they never did nothing
Toss luck the g told brodie just dump it
Sipping on tris shit fuck with my stomach
I'm plugged in don't need no socket
Got too many bands can't fit in the wallet
Don't need nobody i'm grinchin alone
New opp in the air he ain't make it home
I got some nikkas i can't wait to see
They better duck when they run into me
Eighty-third no l's we giving them hell
He got hit in his taco running from them shells
On the gram got knocks in the field he bluffing
She a lil thottie you know i ain't cuffing
I'm in the trap got good clientele
Brand new flavors put it on the scale

Brand new glock i can't wait to up it
Nikkas talking on bro but they never did nothing
Toss luck the g told brodie just dump it
Sipping on tris shit fuck with my stomach
I'm plugged in don't need no socket
Got too many bands can't fit in the wallet
Don't need nobody i'm grinchin alone
New opp in the air he ain't make it home
Brand new glock i can't wait to up it
Nikkas talking on bro but they never did nothing
Toss luck the g told brodie just dump it
Sipping on tris shit fuck with my stomach
I'm plugged in don't need no socket
Got too many bands can't fit in the wallet
Don't need nobody i'm grinchin alone
New opp in the air he ain't make it home