Trisket Fargo - Stevie

Shit too hard, shit too hard
Shit too hard, yeah this shit too hard
Yeah Yeah Yeah
I treat him like Stevie
None of these n****s could see
I'm back in bag believe me
Dreads in my face looking creepy
His head start to spin like a CD
Your chain is too cloudy ain't Vvs
I make it look hard but its easy
Please do not act like you need me
I'm ready lets rock out the people
I warned you lil n***a
This stick too illegal
She act like she good but she evil
These black 97's
Make sure that I'm emo
A wizard I shoot like I'm beal
N****s been ready to kill
Can't walk in the field with no shield
Everything seen we done built foreal
Woo woo woo lets go
Double G print
Lil n*** can't walk in my shoes
Can't walk in my shoes
Big dawg stepper one way
Can't leave no room
Get out the way lil n***a
G got the sweeper
He looked in my eyes
And said move
N*gga we don't need no broom
Coupe like a spaceship
It fly through street you hear boom
N****s start looking confused
I been the one
Every since 9/11 was true
N***a before I was two no cap
Big dawg scream out woo
Still in my bag don't move
Woo Woo Woo
N***a don't move
I'm better then others
There a reason I'm different
Blue in my pocket
She think that I'm crippin
She want some tea
So I hand her some Lipton
I said not talk
Why you giving me lip then
N****s be shook
When they see I'm vivid
She wanna travel
Ain't moving my pivot
She mad but trust
I ain't trippin (Not at all)
I been had to tell em
I treat him like Stevie
None of these n****s could see
I'm back in bag believe me
Dreads in my face looking creepy
His head start to spin like a CD
Your chain is too cloudy ain't Vvs
I make it look hard but its easy
Please do not act like you need me
I'm ready lets rock out the people
I warned you lil n***a
This stick too illegal
She act like she good but she evil
These black 97's
Make sure that I'm emo
A wizard I shoot like I'm beal
N****s been ready to kill
Can't walk in the field with no shield
Everything seen we done built foreal
Kaepernick hoe take a kneel
I ain't cappin shit this you gone feel
Everything said too real
N****s gone eat big meals I'm ready
Sit in the box with the chevy
Momma be mad cause my pockets
Too heavy I sag my bad
These n****s be scary
Wipe his nose boogers
Ain't talking bagguettes it's sad
Push on the floor hit the gas
N***a come look at the dash
You could see that I really ain't cap
Only cap that I do is my hats
Hoodie know where I'm at
Rubber bands still round the cash
Being honest your music is trash
I been had to tell em
I can't talk to n****s
They think that with it
They way too delusional
And they gone stay in they feelings
I got me a bih way too foreign
Persian hoe and she gone
Want her some children
I told you these n****s don't listen
Everything that I do is a mission
I be mad and my finger be itching
I treat him like stevie
None of these n****s could see
I'm back in bag believe me
Dreads in my face looking creepy
His head start to spin like a CD
Your chain is too cloudy ain't Vvs
I make it look hard but its easy
Please do not act like you need me
Woo

Written by:
Triston Thomas

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