TREESHA

(album: 4EVARARRi - 2019)

I just want run it up, give all this money to my momma
And take care of my bloods, my loyalty ain't ever stopping
She left me to just to burn, I should've know you was rocking
But it don't even hurt, it only turn me to a monster

Tell a nigga woke up, bitch I'm really in Miami
Witcho baby momma all in my DMS
Waking up she suck me up right in my jammies
Swear to god man these rubbers they come in handy
Tell her eat it like a reesah
I ain't tryna have no baby wit a Treesha aye
Bought some new Mike Amiri no fuckin G-Star
Wanna fuck with a nigga cuz she know we stars
20 bands wit my brothers throwing B signs
If my shawty callin up then nigga Imma decline
Run me up some chicken, want dat Lambo, fuck a Nissan
See da Gucci on my body, that's a G sign

Fuck 'em all, run it up what you think
See on Instagram I'm popping like a bitch yeah
But in real life I struggled just to get
Everyday worried bout my mama and the crib
And I tell a nigga, fuck 'em all, I don't want no lil' bitch, I want the bands hoe
She thought I wasn't gon' be nothing, look where I am, hoe
I got big guap pay for a nigga get his head off
Bread oh I love it I pick up dead presidentials

Presidential aye
Fuck a damn hoe aye
I'm just worried about my commas and the bands oh aye
VVS oh aye
Watch 'em dance oh aye
Telling me pick up my pants, got too much bands oh aye

Bloodshot
Nigga run up on me, get his hood shot
Hoodblock
Nigga talking crazy, get his hood shot
Guwap I got too much bread she want the guwap
Ouwap nigga just be careful for the ouwap
This a new watch aye
This a new drive aye
Give a fuck about no opp he get a few shots aye
Bitch don,t worry bout me nigga what do you got aye
I could pull up big body or a new i8

I just want run it up, give all this money to my momma
And take care of my bloods, my loyalty ain't ever stopping
She left me to just to burn, I should've know you was rocking
But it don't even hurt, it only turn me to a monster

Tell a nigga woke up, bitch I'm really in Miami
Witcho baby momma all in my DMS
Waking up she suck me up right in my jammies
Swear to god man these rubbers they come in handy
Tell her eat it like a reesah
I ain't tryna have no baby wit a Treesha aye
Bought some new Mike Amiri no fuckin G-Star
Wanna fuck with a nigga cuz she know we stars
20 bands wit my brothers throwing B signs
If my shawty callin up then nigga Imma decline
Run me up some chicken, want dat Lambo, fuck a Nissan
See da Gucci on my body, that's a G sign

Fuck 'em all, run it up what you think
See on Instagram I'm popping like a bitch yeah
But in real life I struggled just to get
Everyday worried bout my mama and the crib
And I tell a nigga, fuck 'em all, I don't want no lil' bitch, I want the bands hoe
She thought I wasn't gon' be nothing, look where I am, hoe
I got big guap pay for a nigga get his head off
Bread oh I love it I pick up dead presidentials

Presidential aye

I just want run it up, give all this money to my momma
And take care of my bloods, my loyalty ain't ever stopping
She left me to just to burn, I should've know you was rocking
But it don't even hurt, it only turn me to a monster

Tell a nigga woke up, bitch I'm really in Miami
Witcho baby momma all in my DMS
Waking up she suck me up right in my jammies
Swear to god man these rubbers they come in handy