Never Lackin

What I'm sippin call it chicken grease F*ck that Nigga give em a two piece Im 5'2 but my niggas call me Big Triece F*ck the beef road runnin straight to the cheese Ain't Celly Ru but this bitch forever east He told me Triece gone pick up the pace Im movin steady we ain't even in the same race Niggas fine but he want a luh taste He want my thick ass to sit all up on his face Raise the stakes do what it takes cant catch me on tape I f*ck wit loccs but them niggas trippin they f*ck wit grapes My brother crippin name trey yea he f*ck wit tres Big bro locked up I was talkin to em the other day Road Runnin wit my niggas we ain't never lackin Slid down yo block Bounced out like what's brackin All you hear is pop pop pop yo mans like what happened We told you not to fw blood this shit gone get splashin