Too Lost lyrics

[Chorus]
Sippin' Tris (Tris), need every drop I can't miss (I can't miss)
The f*ck is this? (What's this?), got a new b*tch on my di*k (Phew)
I can't miss (Uh uh), hella diamonds on my wrist (diamonds on my wrist)
I got 10 (10), cop a new b*tch then I fled (Uh, fled)
Diamonds dance (Dance), have a new b*tch give me head (Ha, ha, ha)
Fly her to France (Phew), have a new b*tch in my bed (Oh yeah)


[Verse]
Got a Glock with a beam, and I lead em' up
Anybody want a little smoke, we gon' beat em' up
Put a lil wock in my cup, I can't see enough
Choppa gon' hit that boy nose and he bleedin' out
I'm on a corner with packs and we feinin' off
Seen a lil bit about me, you ain't see enough
All of my f*cking money fill up 30 trucks
Man that sh*t really funny took his 30 bucks
And that boy really bummy, took his f*cking lunch
All of my salary filling up 31 tubs
Geek a lot, Percocet's I love to geek a lot (Geek)
I know your b*tch is a freak a lot (Freak)
Homie hop out that b*tch like to leap a lot
Her location I feel like to seek a lot
In the back of the room I was getting top, arghhh
Shooters we bussin', hit up the function
Playing with hammers like sitters construction
I got the bullets that give you concussions
Pull out a drum, and I talkin' percussion
Aim at his muffin, bullets we stuffin'
Empty that choppa, turn that boy to nothing
Why that boy bluffing?, Rugers I'm bussin'
End of October, I'm carving his pumpkin
[Outro]
Sippin' Tris (Tris), need every drop I can't miss (I can't miss)
The f*ck is this? (What's this?), got a new b*tch on my di*k (Phew)
I can't miss (Uh uh), hella diamonds on my wrist (diamonds on my wrist)
I got 10 (10), cop a new b*tch then I fled (Uh, fled)
Diamonds dance (Dance), have a new b*tch give me head (Ha, ha, ha)
Fly her to France (Phew), have a new b*tch in my bed (Oh yeah)
(x2)