Trechor Boy - ​wire therapy lyrics

{Intro: trechor boy} Saint world They call me Shaye Saint They call me Shaye Saint Saint world {Pre-Chorus: trechor boy} They call me Shaye Saint The way I be teady stackin' up heavy lately The underground screen queen Hit up Macy's Kiki always by my side, she my A team It's a daydream {Chorus: trechor boy} Wire therapy, drip, drop, drip In the washroom, skin tape What I sip {Post-Chorus: trechor boy} You better bet believe I'm up in this b*tch And when your eyes locked in, it's an acid trip {Verse 1: trechor boy} Elastic, spastic, fantastic I'm boolin' by myself Although I'm covered in plastic, I'm manic and need help I fade away in the day 'til the night time It's when the wire therapy will make it alright I'm in my own world, Kiki my homegirl She know what’s up and never talks back (Saint world) {Pre-Chorus: trechor boy} They call me Shaye Saint The way I be teady stackin' up heavy lately The underground screen queen Hit up Macy's Kiki always by my side, she my A team It's a daydream (Ayy) {Chorus: trechor boy} Wire therapy, drip, drop, drip In the washroom, skin tape What I sip (What I mo'fu*kin' sip) Wire therapy, drip drop drip In the washroom, skin tape What I sip {Verse 2: ERISU} She call me Shaye Saint I told that b*tch to do the “hand thing“ Lil' Kiki broke her wrists on my Balmains Best believe u bust it down Give me me that good brain Let the blood rai-i-n-n-n-n Wire therapy I drip, drop, drip In the washroom, skin tape on my lips You know me and trech up in this b*tch And if your jaw's broken kitty candy you’ll miss {Bridge} {?} {Verse 3: trechor boy} I call her Shaye Saint 'Cause they say She so moves godly Streetwalking, you’ll be stopping for selfies Kiki hovering around in my driveway Like it's broadway {Beat Switch} {Pre-Chorus: trechor boy} They call me Shaye Saint The way I be teady stackin' up heavy lately The underground screen queen Hit up Macy's Kiki always by my side, she my A team It's a daydream {Chorus: trechor boy} Wire therapy, drip drop drip In the washroom, skin tape What I sip {Post-Chorus: trechor boy} You better bet believe I'm up in this b*tch And when your eyes locked in, it's an acid trip