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TRISS Lyrics by Grime Green

2024

(Get over here)
(verse1: RODEO GLO)
I juug his man, I'm on the block can-
(Get over here)
Jigga's, man, I'm on the block can’t fuck with you, can't fuck with the cops
Oh my God, man, got the Glock. You’s a hoe, man, get yo ass dropped
All of these niggas on the song, opps. I pull up with the Glock
Get his ass up, then he get shot . He takin' his shit, he getcho ass dropped
All of these niggas, all of these niggas, opps. I pull up with the Glock
Get his ass up, then he get shotshot. He takin' the shit, he might get robbed
All deez lil ah niggas be bitches , all deez lil ah nigga be snitches , all deez lil ah niggas be bitches, all deez lil ah nigga be snitches
Put a little nigga in the mufuckin dirt , I swear ta god. That nigga get hurt
If He throw it down, I'll put him onna a shirt
(pew pew)
Put him onna a shirt
(This is a certified hood classic)
(Hook:Grime Green)
(This is a certified hood classic)
Finna walk
Finna walk
Finna walk
Sippin on da wok
Sippin on da wok
I’m finna walk it like I talk
Bad bitch finna watch it
When I hitter @ da lot
I don’t give a fuck, ho don’t you get me started
Whippin, inna black Benz & im finna park it
Gotta fat blunt, & im tryna go and spark it
Think you new wave boi
You fresh outta the market
Is that why you been trapped in? Locked inside a Larkin
Tryin' to see if you committed larceny or arson
Tryin' to see if you committed larceny or arson
Then I walk, then I walk, then I walk. Sippin' on the walk, sippin' on the walk
I finna walk it like a drunk, bad bitch
Then I walk it, then I hit her at the lock
(Verse3: Tommy Savo)
You know we finna park it, drive that automatic so fast
Smoke my dope and pass that shi lil bitch can't fathom on da gang
Had ta get this shit by any means, we problematic, dope fiens
Turnin the phone off, bread, we slide through dih hoe, no cap
Lil baby, watch what you say, what you say, okay like all my niggas really finna spray, like it's NBA
Remember, I was running from da jakes
Now I got a bad lil, nigga shit we say
Don't you tell me nothing, bitch, I think that you be bluffing
You can talk like hard as shit, but a bitch like we ain't scruffing
Get dat bread, okay, you know I get dat guala
Up dat chop lil bitch you know that Issa problem
Credits
Grime Green

Grime Green

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