TRES LECHES Lyrics

Arnold Palmer in my cup mmm

Twisted tea

Modern warfare with the homies

Give me AK please

If I said I wasn't chillin

I'd be lying G

No time for women

I'm on training mode

Just let me be

Who, what?

Let me be

Let me be

I cook my eggs in bacon grease

Poppin breakfast what I eat

Twisted tea is what I drink

Gelato sticky what I need

Aztec what I bleed

And dead presies what I seek

Yeah

Benjamin

Benjamin

Benjamin

Work for the money I'm gettin it

Woke up today feel like Heaven sent

Shoot all my shots but no 50 cent

Been realizing it is evident

I'm evolving and growing I'm really him

I got a feeling like i'm will I am

I am champion feel like Hercules

Mob psycho

Cause my vibes on hundred

Step on the gas

Got a door dash

Quick

Fuck out the way

You stupid ass bitch

I'm kidding

I'm really just chilling

Smokin' my ish

When I get the itch

Falcon punch on Nintendo switch

PK fire when I hit that swish-er

Favorite word is still um bitch

Arnold Palmer in my cup mmm

Twisted tea

Modern warfare with the homies

Give me AK please

If I said I wasn't chillin

I'd be lying G

No time for women

I'm on training mode

Just let me be

Arnold Palmer in my cup mmm

Twisted tea

Modern warfare with the homies

Give me AK please

If I said I wasn't chillin

I'd be lying G

No time for women

I'm on training mode

Just let me be