​tragic lyrics

[Part 1]

[Intro]
(Swi-Swishrr beats, cash money sh*t)
Phew, phew, phew

[Chorus]
Yeah, yeah (Pssh), yeah
I don't gotta front, last n*gga try me
I swear that that sh*t was so tragic, pus*y got put in my blunt
You know I been shootin' sh*t like I play for the [?]
You want smoke, you gon' get what he want
I got that semi on me, let that f*ck n*gga have it
We're East side, baby, this sh*t ain't no stunt
I'm kickin' sh*t with the gang like a punt
I count my racks up and go shoot on a c*nt
I be rollin' up za, I ain't tryna get drunk, yeah, yeah
I f*ck that b*tch, throw an alley, my brodie go dumb, yeah, yeah
Play in this b*tch then your whole damn ship get sunk, yeah, yeah

[Verse]
f*ck school, I just might drop out, I know I'ma flunk, yeah, yeah
She want Chanel, Chanel, she get what she want, yeah, yeah
You know I paid bail for [Phil?], I ride with that gun, yeah, yeah
I'ma send 'em to hell, to hell, he tried to go run, yeah, yeah
[Chorus]
Yeah, yeah (Pssh), yeah
I don't gotta front, last n*gga try me
I swear that that sh*t was so tragic, pus*y got put in my blunt
You know I been shootin' sh*t like I play for the [?]
You want smoke, you gon' get what he want
I got that semi on me, let that f*ck n*gga have it
We're East side, baby, this sh*t ain't no stunt
I'm kickin' sh*t with the gang like a punt
I count my racks up and go shoot on a c*nt
I be rollin' up za, I ain't tryna get drunk, yeah, yeah
I f*ck that b*tch, throw an alley, my brodie go dumb, yeah, yeah
Play in this b*tch then your whole damn ship get sunk, yeah, yeah

[Part 2]

[Chorus]
Yeah, ran my racks up two time
I get bread like Crouton (Swi-Swishrr beats)
So laid back just like Futon
Yeah, laid back in a Maybach, smokin' za, I swear I'm too high
Yeah, know you see the drip, the latest fashion got me too fly
Yeah, I ride with that stick, n*gga, don't you test me 'fore I up fye
Yeah, b*tch, I've been the goat, you already know this, ain't no surprise
Yeah, yeah, how the f*ck my plug just ran out his supply?
Yeah, yeah, pus*y ass n*gga want smoke, he might just f*cking die
Yeah, yeah, get my nut and leave, I don't even say f*ckin' bye
Yeah, yeah, I can make a hit, I don't even gotta f*ckin' try
Yeah, yeah
[Verse]
You said you was gon' slide? n*gga, we was just in NY
Yeah, yeah, I seen n*ggas was weird so I had to cut my ties
Yeah, yeah, screamin', "Free my dog," he locked up doin' f*ckin' time
Yeah, yeah, we took ten of y'all, y'all only took two of mine
Yeah, yeah, how many hoes I got? I only got two in mind
Yeah, what you gon' do with that mind?
My n*ggas shoot like CoD
I put that sh*t on God, yeah
Got a b*tch doin' fraud, yeah
I'm tryna f*ck on that broad, yeah
New Gen' came with a mod, yeah
I'm ridin' around with my squad, yeah
All of these n*ggas just hide, yeah
I'm getting high, what the f*ck, yeah
I'm just tryna get by, yeah

[Chorus]
Yeah, ran my racks up two times
I get bread like Crouton
So laid back just like Futon
Yeah, laid back in a Maybach, smokin' za, I swear I'm too high
Yeah, know you see the drip, the latest fashion got me too fly
Yeah, I ride with that stick, n*gga, don't you test me 'fore I up fye
Yeah, b*tch, I've been the goat, you already know this, ain't no surprise
Yeah, yeah, how the f*ck my plug just ran out his supply?
Yeah, yeah, pus*y ass n*gga want smoke, he might just f*cking die
Yeah, yeah, get my nut and leave, I don't even say f*ckin' bye
Yeah, yeah, I can make a hit, I don't even gotta f*ckin' try
Yeah, yeah