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trix are for kidz – truce ft. bryalle (prod. lovemynine & bryalle)

(truce)
yuh, let me go pop my sh-t
came in dis bih wit my twin
yea we get fly as sh-t (brrr)
im wit lil bry and lil nine, in the stu we makin fye and sh-t. (dat fyeeeee)
i had to tell dat lil b-tch
no i ain’t buyin u sh-t, yuh
its almost halloween, so this hoe, must think, that im, a trick
had to tell dat hoe dat trix are 4 kidz
ballin hard, they tryn copy my sigs
tryna take over man i can’t even miss
yuh, all these hatin ass n-ggas ride d-ck, (uhh)
my shoota came tac’ wit dat switch
im ridin round wit 5% on my tint
he want smoke wit us yea he better enlist
cuz u gon need heavy ar-till-ery
ya hoe eat my d-ck likе a delicacy
gettin harder to namе n-ggas better den me
got da rick pants, wit da vetements tee
this hoe tryn trap me with a pregnancy
my ex want me back she begging me
im smoking za im high off tree
in da garden b-tch just like adam n eve
ya ya ya
and this hoe f-ck it up f-ck it up
dis hoe say i keep f-ckin up f-ckin up
and my shooter gon keep buggin up buckin em
h-lla hoes in the function but i ain’t cuffin em
ion fw cuffin i ain’t police
in the field n-gga like a goalie
in the field i might just cop mo cleats
gettin cold might cop me a moncleez
feel like lil boat, smokin brocoli
this hoe eat my shrimp, like hibachi
and these n-ggas flows wishy washy
n-ggas see me, and then, they copy
im the big captain i feel like kenpachi
if u ain’t talkin bout bread then u lost me
all of dese n-ggas they mad they can’t top me
(bryalle)
why he tryna run now
b-tch im tryna pipe up
i ain’t tryna pipe down
think he k!llin my vibe
think u gotta get out
yea im gettin h-lla high
yea i got da large amounts
think u gotta get down, on ur knees, s-u-c-k
yea im makin fye up on da beat like im ckaine
ion know why dis hoe still wit me, what u see in me?
yuh, leave me u gon see, u gon see one day

(truce)
yuh, let me go pop my sh-t
came in dis bih wit my twin
yea we get fly as sh-t (brrr)
im wit lil bry and lil nine, in the stu we makin fye and sh-t. (dat fyeeeee)
i had to tell dat lil b-tch
no i ain’t buyin u sh-t, yuh
its almost halloween, so this hoe, must think, that im, a trick
had to tell dat hoe dat trix are 4 kidz
ballin hard, they tryn copy my sigs
tryna take over man i can’t even miss
yuh, all these hatin ass n-ggas ride d-ck, (uhh)
my shoota came tac’ wit dat switch
im ridin round wit 5% on my tint
he want smoke wit us yea he better enlist
cuz u gon need heavy ar-till-ery
ya hoe eat my d-ck like a delicacy
gettin harder to name n-ggas better den me
got da rick pants, wit da vetements tee
this hoe tryn trap me with a pregnancy
my ex want me back she begging me
im smoking za im high off tree
in da garden b-tch just like adam n eve

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