Couldn’t make no truce Hit it once I’m through Triple S my shoes Couldn’t walk my loubs, yeah Told my old hoe deuce And my drank got juice Told my bro only roll with it if there ain’t a choice but it’s still got use (mmm) Get it in get it in I splurge And my shoe Christian like church All we did for these wins I’m cursed Tell the coach put me in...Learn More