Treesha (Explicit)歌词-Ghristo

Treesha (Explicit)歌词由Ghristo演唱，出自专辑《Southside Drill Tape， Vol. 1 (Explicit)》，下面是《Treesha (Explicit)》完整版歌词！

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(Aye, Gang gang gang gang gang gang gang)

Fabio whipping foreign

(Sklrd skrr sklaow)

Nah for real

Don’t fuck with my la famil

We got them glocks for real

And I don’t really want to kill you

Imma go pop my pill

Shit I put my drop on wheels

I’m on the block in my feels

Ice out my chain and my steely

I spent a bag at tillys

Just to go run up a milli

Tell yo shooters come kill me

It just be me, and a blizzy

Better not reach for a blicky

You could get dizzy

We just been running the city

If I go with bizzy or ziggy

They turn into Ricky

I could have 20 sum bitches

But I Just want hunnids and fifties

But Bitch I been real from the get go

Used to flip packs at the neighborhood cit go

Now we pop shit like crisco

Stop fucking with ghristo

Or Keep ya head on a swivel

I caught a triple still doubled up you off a dribble

Caught that boy and left him crippled

Either that or leave em stiff

Drag his ass to the crypts

Who want the smoke,

Might just end up in a spliff

Might just go put on a vest

Run in your house with a Tech

Try to pull it you get wet up

Just run ya shit or get you blessed up

Then I’m on to the next

snatch his chain and hi tec

You can catch me in flesh

Treesha

I run that breesh up

We at ya door and we breaching

Swiping gang lke aVisa

Purple rain in the Liter

Rounding round with a regal

Bro flip birds like eagles

Earned all my stripes I don’t fuck with a adidas

I smoke dro like all my features (gas gas gas gas)

Nah for real

I just woke up in some pussy

I spent an ounce on my stussy

Been smoking on cookies

I need rack just to book me

Lil shorty a goodie

she know that she bad

I put my thumb in her ass

Plus I be thumbing through cash

And I got tons in the stash

I Just Pulled up in the hatch

And added the cat back

Cause bitch I’m exhausted

Peeled off on a scat

We smoking ya pack

I’ll put ya opp in a coffin

Bitches be making me nauseous

Like none of you diamonds flawless

I get my money no flodge

Everybody can’t be winners

But I’m never taking no losses

I just be hanging with bosses

Treesha

I bet she a skeezer

In a two seater

Suck on my dick when I’m speeding

Then I go chill with my demons

I was just thieving and scheming

Have my gun ion need it

Still leave you barely breathing

Nah for real

Said he was with it he not for real

Ran outta blocks to peel

Ran outta drops to drill

The bitches gone flock for real

Cause I’m on the top for real

I stack up my up Guap for real

Like hoe let me finish then go wash my dishes

I’m up in crest with a view and I’m up in her mouth like dentist

I was just out hopping them fences

shit Dont approach me keep a distance

Turn yo ass to the victim leave ya lil bitch as a witness