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letra de tris - raqbaby

[intro: raqbaby]
huh, huh, sippin’ mud, tris, huh
sippin’ mud, tris, huh
i’m sippin’ mud, tris (knocksterr)
sippin’ mud, tris, huh, huh, mm

[chorus: raqbaby]
sippin’ mud, tris, b-tch, i’m plugged in
got it out the mud, yeah, n-gga, i’m a thug, yeah
behind the phone actin’ like he got some money, ain’t showed a dub yet
n-ggas get in that jam, try to turn on they set, n-gga, you a dub, yeah
get in my feelings, i’m pourin’ meds, n-ggas ig beefin’, they goin’ fed
b-tch, on every drill, before we leave, make sure like four dead
just like a phone, he goin’ dead, lil’-ass gun, you ain’t blowin’ nan’
got drac’ with wood grain and a fifty, ain’t n0body outdoin’ that

[verse 1: raqbaby]
broke-ass n-gga want change or somethin’
day-one n-gga, won’t change for nothin’
n-gga done said my brother name, but phew be f-ckin’ his baby mama
b-tch keep callin’, gotta change the number
i ain’t come to make friends, i came for commas
sent a shooter and he died, ain’t no p-ssy n-gga finna get stain up off me
beat the case ’cause i paid my lawyer
you don’t wanna do it, i’ll do it for you
folks say i’m crashin’ out, but it’s way deeper than that, n-gga, you my brother
you don’t gotta shoot, i swing that cutter
only do that sh-t ’cause i know you’re loyal
and i ain’t gotta question you, i know god got me, n-gga, just be a hundred
[chorus: raqbaby]
sippin’ mud, tris, b-tch, i’m plugged in
got it out the mud, yeah, n-gga, i’m a thug, yeah
behind the phone actin’ like he got some money, ain’t showed a dub yet
n-ggas get in that jam, try to turn on they set, n-gga, you a dub, yeah
get in my feelings, i’m pourin’ meds, n-ggas ig beefin’, they goin’ fed
b-tch, on every drill, before we leave, make sure like four dead
just like a phone, he goin’ dead, lil’-ass gun, you ain’t blowin’ nan’
got drac’ with wood grain and a fifty, ain’t n0body outdoin’ that

[verse 2: phew3k]
i been blowin’ exotic (‘zotic), i only keep high-end in my body (my body)
n-gga known to pop it (pop it), i get to kickin’ sh-t like karate (‘rate)
n-gga, just hit my phone (my phone), whatever you need, you knowin’ i got it (yeah)
had to make the b-tch leave me ‘lone (‘lone), ’cause she was gon’ f-ck up all my profit (my profit)
i had to slow up on tris (slow up on tris), i went and lit up my fist (i lit up my fist)
put some more ice on my wrist (ice on my wrist), had to check some more sh-t off the list (sh-t off the list)
43va, them n-ggas don’t miss (43va), we get money, my n-ggas don’t diss (don’t diss)
n-gga thinkin’ they startin’ five (they startin’ five), we’ll put your ass right on the bench (right on the bench)

- raqbaby

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