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tris - raqbaby 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 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 lyrics

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