Lunchbox
Matter 2
[Chorus]
Oh
This shit matter now
It ain't matter then
This shit matter now, ha
You wan' live like this? ha
You got pick a route
She wan' be my bitch
Put it in yo' mouth (Huh)
All these fuckin' blicks
Don't sit on the couch, ha
Doing magic tricks
These the cards I'm dealt, ha
I say you my bitch
Don't wan' hear none else, ha
Swear the way we live
They know nothin' 'bout, ha

[Verse]
We still pour the Tris' up
We still pour the Tris' up
We still pour the Tris' up
I was showin' big love
Now it's suck a dick now
Too much guap can't miss out
Wock' and Tuss' no crystal
Its up
We got chops, make him put his hands up
Talkin' hot, we gon' put his mans up
We so high, you don't understand us
Don't know why they don't understand us
They tried to play and underhand us
They tried to play in front of the cameras
I got the K, a turn 'em Phantom, ooh
That bitch actin' like I need her
That bitch actin' like I need her, yeah
Bitch I need that guap, don't need none
I'm tryn' get so high, don't see none, yeah
N***as, they all talk, won't see them
They be in the house, won't see them, bitch
When we spin the block, call FEMA
We gon' hit yo' block, don't say none, bitch
[Chorus]
Oh
This shit matter now
It ain't matter then
This shit matter now, ha
You wan' live like this? ha
You got pick a route
She wan' be my bitch
Put it in yo' mouth (Huh)
All these fuckin' blicks
Don't sit on the couch, ha
Doing magic tricks
These the cards I'm dealt, ha
I say you my bitch
Don't wan' hear none else, ha
Swear the way we live
They know nothin' 'bout, ha

[Outro]
(Tris' up, Tris' up, Tris' up)