Tray, Tray, TrayBVNDO

Yo, Jenn

Yo, what we doin'?

It's mad bitches

Yo, where they at? Yo, vid' shoot tonight

Tell 'em, "Slide," tell 'em, "Slide"

Know what we do, come on, come on, come on

Tell 'em, "Slide," yo, bro, we outside, gangsta

We outside, it's a movie

Grrah

I'm in the stu' wit' liquor as a bev'

Throwin' up four, catch a opp, and he dead

He rest, hospital bed

I cannot sleep, I be off of the meds

Like, what? Fuck all these bitches

I just put all this pain in my Smith &

Aim for the top 'cause I cannot be second

In the store at eleven, we sendin' 'em seven

I cannot be somethin' I'm not

Beam on my waist and it stay on the Glock

I be fiendin' to click and it's everyone shot

I can't trust not a soul, I put trust in my Glock

They sleepin', no beauty

Get in my feelings, start lookin' for doopties

Need a bitch for the night

Spot me a opp and you know it's on sight

Like, what?

Grrah, too many demons, don't know what to fight

Like, liq-liquor taste good when I'm bussin'

Pass me the Pate' and mix it wit' ice

Like, send the addy, I'm slidin' in ten

Phone DND, when she step in my Benz

'Cause we goin' up, no time for distractions

Like all these demons, they stuck in my head

Real, real love (Don't gotta pretend)

Like, I'm in love wit' my gun and my pen

And we had a thing so I can't be her friend

But, fuck it, might kick it to Jenn

Ne-Never lackin', can't turn to a pack

What? Stay with the nine when I bend

It's a spliff in my hand when I rap

I'm off the D'USSÉ, don't know how to act

Grrah, I'm in the booth wit' the deuce on my lap

How you jackin' me? Called you a rat

Like, o-opp ****, still takin' trains

Brother got caught and the other got fame

Like-Like, what? Who really on that?

He no good, he did bad for his team

How y'all **** still sippin' on green?

Blockwork a bitch and his mother's a fiend

Like, I'm in the lead, in CELINE

****' homeless and still tryna beef

Please don't keep me when I'm off a bean

Sippin' and grievin' from shit that I seen

On a rock wit' a couple of knocks

Heart drop when they scream, "Ninety-two"

Free static, go dumb wit' the deuce

Free static, go dumb wit' the—

Go dumb wit' the deuce (Like, what? Like, what? Like, damn)

Like, go dumb wit' the— (Damn-damn-damn, grrah-grrah)

Go dumb wit' the deuce (Like, damn)

Damn, go dumb wit' the deuce, damn (Like, what? Like, what? Like, damn)

Like, go dumb wit' the— (Damn-damn-damn, grrah-grrah)

Go dumb wit' the deuce (Like, damn)