Tris lyrics

[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 nobody 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 pus*y 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 nobody 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)

[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 nobody outdoin' that