Trey S.o.S - Punchin (feat. Flex S.o.S & 2 Tall S.o.S)

Put a bet up on this beat
No receipt I got 5 on it
In the SRT we 4 deep
Hear that whine on it
If that pussy wet
You know flex
He gon dive on it
Riding on this block
With no chop
You might die on it
Put a nigga to sleep
6 foot deep
Isn't no melatonin
Dig em up like a fossil
With no goggles cause hell of a bony
Got a white bitch
Can't cook for shit
Put some spice on it
Bet I shoot 7 on the table
Put some dice on it
Know I keep it real
Won't take no deal
I won't take the offer
This a book about the SoS boys
Yeah, flex the author
Smoking on this diesel fast and furious
Just like Paul Walker
No help with the nurse
Man, that boy need a fucking doctor
Yeah, I'm fucking on his daughter
Isn't her father but she calls me daddy
Bitch I got the
Shoutout Cincinnati
5-star pussy like she Patrick
Bitch just send the addy
Fucking on your bitch while you at work stripes
Bitch no bap
And you flipping patties
Damn bitch
Know he work at Wendy's
Bacardi in my body with sum thotties
Know we sipping henny
Amiri on my jeans
Check the pockets
Man, its full of twenties
Fuck a white claw
What you mean we sipping henny
I can't take one for the team
i aint fuckin demi
Fuck you mad at me for
Go get up with your hoe
Can't fuck with a druggy
Always sniffing on the snow
2 Tall always on the beat
Always switching up the flow
She a freaky little bitch
So, I call her freakshow
Don't got to tell her take it off
She already know
Can't even spend my money
Cause I love to see it grow
Wanna stay the night
But she already know she got to go
Flex the main stepper
he really gone up the fucking score
Mane this beat so hard
Finna make me want to sing
Bitch save your fucking money
Always shopping up on Shein
Bitch why you playing games
Always leaving me on seen
I think im pretty nice
but she always call me mean
Mane I think im to high
Always smoking on the green
Why you always asking for a vape
You acting like a feen
Always dressed to impress
Call me Mr. Clean
Why she always in my phone
But she hitting up the team
Mix the codeine in the snow
Now im throwing up sum lean
And its AR shit
This chopper came with a beam
Bitch i been pimpin
Kiss my pinky ring
Ian got time for them words
Speak in 223's
And if he try to catch me Lakin
It's a movie scene
Crunching shit im the fucking Captain isn't no milking me
Why trey always fucking capping
Bitch why u believing me
Coming up just fucking rapping
Thas the g in me
Just me n Nic
I'm a fuck if she thick
I'm a slime who u wit
I'm a hit in a bit
My goyard get stepping
Might up me a fan
Bitches get necked
While I take they necklace
Then I get beheaded
She say im selfish
Its trey and flex
Come your neck
I'm a get me a check
And i keep me a tech
She hit the baguette
I'm like bitch we just met
She like alright bet
Bitch fuck off my tech
But I'm a hit just say less
Fuck you nigga who next
Blrrrrd

Written by:
Clyde Davis, Marcus McCoy, Nicholas Lohse

Publisher:
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