Текст песни Thrax - Trizzzycainexo

Aye, let's get it
Oh, let's get it
Oh, let's get it

Yeah, let's get it
Yo, let's get it
All this drip on me, better check my stats
I'm gettin' this chicken, lil' bitch, I ain't talkin' bout flats
Three.5 in a wood, tryn' roll up some thrax
I asked why she trippin' on me, girl you need to relax
Why you be runnin' your mouth, say that shit to my face, huh
She think I be fuckin' around, but that's just not the case, yeah
I'm chasin' the money, baby, tryna get to the paper
And if you look at me crazy, got the Glock with the laser

Glock with the laser, run up on me, I'ma bust it
And school was just wastin' my time, so I just said fuck it
Stuck in the gutter, yeah, it was just me and my cousin
I just wanna get to the top, but know I shouldn't rush it
No, no, no, no
Yeah she say she wanna fuck, let's go, go
I'm makin' these hits after hit this like ten in a row
I'm pourin' this lean, I spilled this shit all on the floor
I'm sippin' this Wocky, I spilled this shit all on the carpet
Yeah, baby, we chillin, so why the fuck you wanna start shit
Your homie pull up in that whip, you know I'm finna park it
I just put a opp in a wood, you know I'm finna spark it
If they ain't with me then fuck em, we came up from nothin' Yeah, we tryna get to the penthouse
Riding around in a Honda I just wanna go Benihana and go pull the Benz out
Pussy boy say that he with it, Yeah we pull up on him, we knockin' his Cartier lens out
Nobody tellin' me right from wrong yeah I ain't have shit, so I stole from my friend's house

All this drip on me, better check my stats
I'm gettin' this chicken, lil' bitch, I ain't talkin' bout flats
Three.5 in a wood, tryn' roll up some thrax
I asked why she trippin' on me, girl you need to relax
Why you be runnin' your mouth, say that shit to my face, huh