2 Lines of Tris
[Intro: BIGBABYGUCCI]
Ayy, shoutout Jack for this beat too, man
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah [?]
[?]
[We brought the west side to the West coast?]
[?], ayy

[Chorus: BIGBABYGUCCI]
I put two lines of Tris in my soda then I mix
And I bet two hundred on a shot that I don't miss
While my phone be full of texts with bitches I don't miss
Had to leave her alone, she be mad 'cause I don't kiss

[Verse 1: BIGBABYGUCCI]
Stop tryna ride my wave, niggas lame, they don't get paid
You went out of your way for that bitch, she said she gay
I got diamonds sittin' across my neck, don't need no light to glist
Tryna find me up somewhere, countin' the money with your bitch
She suck me too good, she tryna make sure I don't lеave
Lil' boy thought he was smokin' that gas until he found thе seed
Lil' bitch, I go by M-O-B
Some of my clothes be Japanese
She wanna fuck me, I can see
Gave her a job like her name Steve
[Chorus: BIGBABYGUCCI]
I put two lines of Tris in my soda then I mix
And I bet two hundred on a shot that I don't miss
While my phone be full of texts with bitches I don't miss
Had to leave her alone, she be mad 'cause I don't kiss

[Verse 2: 10cellphones]
Baby, I just wanna fuck, I'ma mark you [?]
You been suckin' dick, no, I do not wanna kiss
I payed attention to these hatin' ass hoes, it made me sick
I been busy runnin' up a bag, they talkin' shit
Cash out at Neiman Marcus, yeah, you know I got it in
That nigga down bad, he need a Vicodin (Vicodin)
I'm on the West coast, I might pull up, big body Benz (Big body)
Niggas lookin' from the outside, we can't invite 'em in (No, no)

[Chorus: BIGBABYGUCCI]
I put two lines of Tris in my soda then I mix
And I bet two hundred on a shot that I don't miss
While my phone be full of texts with bitches I don't miss
Had to leave her alone, she be mad 'cause I don't kiss