Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I can't even go to sleep less, I get over high
They call' Tristrike a mannequin, cause I get overfly
Chicago like Afghanistan, cause you can over die
And I only sip that purple lean, do it over ice
All these models think they baddies, but they ain't a grain of rice
Said it once ill say it twice, all you niggas fisher price
Sorry that your homie died, he fit in the swisher nice
Fully automatic on me, he got a Swiss Army knife
All these niggas thinkin' they my homies, they get no high-fives
When I say I got these sticks up on me, I ain't talkin' pines
His white t-shirt red now, nigga just like Heinz
I ain't talkin' Naruto, but you know we got glocks and 9s
We pipe out at night, we be totin' pipes
I got way too many drugs, I pour out a pint
Tell that nigga move left fore I get him right
And I always use my head, nothing spite
I can't even go to sleep less, I get over high
They call' Tristrike a mannequin, cause I get overfly
Chicago like Afghanistan, cause you can over die
And I only sip that purple lean, do it over ice
All these models think they baddies, but they ain't a grain of rice
Said it once ill say it twice, all you niggas fisher price
Sorry that your homie died, he fit in the swisher nice
Fully automatic on me, he got a Swiss Army knife
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
Tristrike - CANT GTS Lyrics
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Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I can't even go to sleep less, I get over high
They call' Tristrike a mannequin, cause I get overfly
Chicago like Afghanistan, cause you can over die
And I only sip that purple lean, do it over ice
All these models think they baddies, but they ain't a grain of rice
Said it once ill say it twice, all you niggas fisher price
Sorry that your homie died, he fit in the swisher nice
Fully automatic on me, he got a Swiss Army knife
All these niggas thinkin' they my homies, they get no high-fives
When I say I got these sticks up on me, I ain't talkin' pines
His white t-shirt red now, nigga just like Heinz
I ain't talkin' Naruto, but you know we got glocks and 9s
We pipe out at night, we be totin' pipes
I got way too many drugs, I pour out a pint
Tell that nigga move left fore I get him right
And I always use my head, nothing spite
I can't even go to sleep less, I get over high
They call' Tristrike a mannequin, cause I get overfly
Chicago like Afghanistan, cause you can over die
And I only sip that purple lean, do it over ice
All these models think they baddies, but they ain't a grain of rice
Said it once ill say it twice, all you niggas fisher price
Sorry that your homie died, he fit in the swisher nice
Fully automatic on me, he got a Swiss Army knife
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I can't even go to sleep less, I get over high
They call' Tristrike a mannequin, cause I get overfly
Chicago like Afghanistan, cause you can over die
And I only sip that purple lean, do it over ice
All these models think they baddies, but they ain't a grain of rice
Said it once ill say it twice, all you niggas fisher price
Sorry that your homie died, he fit in the swisher nice
Fully automatic on me, he got a Swiss Army knife
All these niggas thinkin' they my homies, they get no high-fives
When I say I got these sticks up on me, I ain't talkin' pines
His white t-shirt red now, nigga just like Heinz
I ain't talkin' Naruto, but you know we got glocks and 9s
We pipe out at night, we be totin' pipes
I got way too many drugs, I pour out a pint
Tell that nigga move left fore I get him right
And I always use my head, nothing spite
I can't even go to sleep less, I get over high
They call' Tristrike a mannequin, cause I get overfly
Chicago like Afghanistan, cause you can over die
And I only sip that purple lean, do it over ice
All these models think they baddies, but they ain't a grain of rice
Said it once ill say it twice, all you niggas fisher price
Sorry that your homie died, he fit in the swisher nice
Fully automatic on me, he got a Swiss Army knife
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
Writer: Trishaun Sutton
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