Tryna Reach U Lyrics by ST4T1C
Yea uhh-uhh
Uhh-uhh
Yea uhh-uhh
Smoking dope that exotic f#cking pack uhh-uhh
Ima do what I need to jeans Evisu
Why you keep declining my calls I′m tryna reach you
Getting to the money everyday that’s what we do
Walk up in the mall smell like Jean Paul
And I got that Craig Green on lock
Catch you lacking hit you with the red dot
.223 Hit you with the headshot
Uhh-uhh
Yea uhh-uhh
We got pints we got straps in the back uhh-uhh
Damn I love that cup but it turn me to a mess
Brand new pint of Tris straight up out the CVS
Brand new diamond wrist and that sh#t be VVS
I might put some on my neck
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ST4T1C Lyrics – Tryna Reach U