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We going up
Fuck it, spend all the money and make it up tomorrow
I'm with the Locs so I lean to the left side
40 pointers, no we don't do SI
Niggas must got all they jewelry from Best Buy
40 glock when I sleep that bitch bedside
Check my pockets, a whole bunch of dead guys
Damn son, where'd you find this
TREESH GANG
I'm with the Locs so I lean to the left side
40 pointers, no we don't do SI
Niggas must got all they jewelry from Best Buy
40 glock when I sleep that bitch bedside
Check my pockets, a whole bunch of dead guys
Hit your block in that motherfucking red eye
All this aura, I might be a Jedi
Got a bitch from the jects on the west side
Aim down the sights, so I'm closing my left eye
My granny house still on the east side
Jumped in that water, went straight to the deep side
Don't come in this kitchen, get deep fried
Uppin my rank, now I buzz like a beehive
Niggas know we put belt to they behind
Niggas know we put belt to they behind
Niggas know we put belt to they behind
Hellcat hissing, I'm sliding a feline
Hop out the Hellcat hop in the back of the G63
And I'm toting a G9
Told the bitch I ain't got no free time
I'm trying to get me a sack like the D-line
Push up on a bitch, she decent
Push up on niggas and make them play defense
Dunk on a nigga for reaching
Pass me the ball in the paint and I'm tweaking
I get odd, nigga, I don't get even
I love my angels, I love my demons
I'm trying to get to the top, I'm fiending
Take a Treesh to Neimans
French Montana, I stay scheming
Green beam, fuck a red dot
Walk him down, leave a nigga chest hot
Glock 40, it came with a X-Box
I'ma aim it at a nigga head top
Hit the ATM, pull out hella guap
Treesh wanna go to the nail shop
40 shells leave a nigga shell shocked
Pop shots, make a nigga hop scotch
Treesh face, finna give me thot box
Told her that it better be some top notch
Roll the window down we finna hot box
Tell the jeweler, make my diamonds pop lock
Niggas copy me, I'm they pop pop
Walk down, all you hear is pop, pop
Pink Molly, make a nigga jaw lock
Big Glock, make a nigga jaw drop
Niggas know we put belt to they behind
Niggas know we put belt to they behind
Niggas know we put belt to they behind
Niggas know we put belt to they behind
Niggas know we put belt to they behind
Niggas know we put belt to they behind
Hellcat hissing, I'm sliding a feline
Hop out the Hellcat hop in the back of the G63
And I'm totin' a G9
Told the bitch I ain't got no free time
I'm trying to get me a sack like the D-line
Treesh, Treesh, Treesh, Treesh, Treesh, Treesh, Treesh, Treesh
I love Treesh Gang, I love Treesh, I love Treesh, I love Treesh
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