Tr3'vion - No Stress Lyrics

Me and my niggas on the way we gone blow
We want cash hit the gas we want mo
We got sticks we got sticks we on go
You in love wit a bitch that's my hoe
Got a stash in the ceiling and the floor
I got bands in my pants I ain't broke
We ain't friends leave me lone I don't know you
You a fan you a fan at my show
I'm the realest nigga in the room
I just took a perky now I'm goin to the moon
You ain't getting money what you doin
Shawty I don't know you you ain't gang keep it moving
I just put sum ice on my wrist
Pull up with the top off flexing on a bitch
You can say I'm shitting on my ex
Now I got a new bitch and she shitting on my Ex
I'm the man gotta S on my chest
Gotta beam on the sticks ain't no stress
Leave his brains on the ground Issa mess
I want everything you got nothin less
Me and my niggas on the way we gone blow
We want cash hit the gas we want mo
We got sticks we got sticks we on go
You in love wit a bitch that's my hoe
Got a stash in the ceiling and the floor
I got bands in my pants I ain't broke
We ain't friends leave me lone I don't know you
You a fan you a fan at my show
You a fan you a fan at my show
At my show
We ain't friends we ain't friends Ion know you
I got bands in my pants I ain't broke
You a fan you a fan at my show
At my show
We ain't friends we ain't friends ion know you
I got bands in my pants I ain't broke