"Ever Drank Tris" lyrics
They the ones that's going over folk right now, tellin' ya
Bought her Tiffany soon as I met her, so her bracelets ain't fit
Yeah, I'll go through withdrawals 'fore I ever drink Tris
I just painted her face because my T-shirt was KISS
My closet needed space, I gave my nephew all my Rick's, yeah
All my treesh purses got crocodile flesh
I done been in Icebox more than 1208_dek
Keep a double cup, but I'm not No Limit Wet
I'm kinda confused cause her birthday ain't yet
This ho got a balloon and a whippet in my bed, yeah
Vacuum paraphernalia off a Rolls Royce mat (Royce mat)
I flew to New York and put Margiela in the map, yeah
He said he got Metro, but it's terp in the pack, yeah
I'm probably the reason that she covered up your tat
Gettin' paper like Freebandz Maceo, my niece in Saint Laurent
I'm not nothin' like Rosa Parks, lil' nigga, I don't front
My sprite the color Ice Spice, a million dollars in eyesight
Five zeros for the BP, I'm runnin' through the stop lights (Okay)
Yeah, I ain't buy the purse first cause, lil' ho, I ain't no fool
I made that ho fuck me in the fittin' room
(What you did?)
Yeah, I handed the Tris off to Fox BD, yeah
She left Bal Harbour with six Van Cleef
She dress like a model, her wrist ain't cheap (Ain't cheap)
Check my Speedy bag, I'm on my fifth AP
I'm kinda confused cause the Hi-Tech ain't red
I done put Chanel and Hermès on my bed
My nieces goin' to sleep on a Chrome Hearts mat (on a Chrome Hearts mat)
Bought her Tiffany soon as I met her, so her bracelets ain't fit
Yeah, I'll go through withdrawals 'fore I ever drink Tris
I just painted her face because my T-shirt was KISS
My closet needed space, I gave my nephew all my Rick's, yeah
All my treesh purses got crocodile flesh
I done been in Icebox more than 1208_dek
Keep a double cup, but I'm not No Limit Wet
Bought her Tiffany soon as I met her, so her bracelets ain't fit
Yeah, I'll go through withdrawals 'fore I ever drink Tris
I just painted her face because my T-shirt was KISS
My closet needed space, I gave my nephew all my Rick's, yeah
All my treesh purses got crocodile flesh
I done been in Icebox more than 1208_dek
Keep a double cup, but I'm not No Limit Wet
I'm kinda confused cause her birthday ain't yet
This ho got a balloon and a whippet in my bed, yeah
Vacuum paraphernalia off a Rolls Royce mat (Royce mat)
I flew to New York and put Margiela in the map, yeah
He said he got Metro, but it's terp in the pack, yeah
I'm probably the reason that she covered up your tat
Gettin' paper like Freebandz Maceo, my niece in Saint Laurent
I'm not nothin' like Rosa Parks, lil' nigga, I don't front
My sprite the color Ice Spice, a million dollars in eyesight
Five zeros for the BP, I'm runnin' through the stop lights (Okay)
Yeah, I ain't buy the purse first cause, lil' ho, I ain't no fool
I made that ho fuck me in the fittin' room
(What you did?)
Yeah, I handed the Tris off to Fox BD, yeah
She left Bal Harbour with six Van Cleef
She dress like a model, her wrist ain't cheap (Ain't cheap)
Check my Speedy bag, I'm on my fifth AP
I'm kinda confused cause the Hi-Tech ain't red
I done put Chanel and Hermès on my bed
My nieces goin' to sleep on a Chrome Hearts mat (on a Chrome Hearts mat)
Bought her Tiffany soon as I met her, so her bracelets ain't fit
Yeah, I'll go through withdrawals 'fore I ever drink Tris
I just painted her face because my T-shirt was KISS
My closet needed space, I gave my nephew all my Rick's, yeah
All my treesh purses got crocodile flesh
I done been in Icebox more than 1208_dek
Keep a double cup, but I'm not No Limit Wet
