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letra de lil nigga - fat trel

[intro]
yung lan on the track
billboard hitmakers
hundred bands for a kilo, n-gga

[chorus: fat trel]
i caught a b-tch quick, i put her on time out, n-gga
i’ll blow a n-gga mind out, n-gga
you a scary motherf-cker, like what the f-ck you cryin’ ’bout, n-gga?
goofy -ss, what you lyin’ ’bout, n-gga?
like hold on, wait, i don’t really wanna play, lil’ n-gga
i just got a new k, lil’ n-gga
watch what you say, get shot in your face, lil’ n-gga
on your block every day, lil’ n-gga
like hold up, bae, i don’t wanna go on a date with you
baby, i don’t wanna take no pictures
i’m just tryna hit you and forget i ever did it
i just want the skully like a motherf-ckin’ fitted
i’m just tryna beat you on the counter and the kitchen
tell your girlfriend to mind her motherf-ckin’ business
i don’t need a co-d, og, who snitchin’?
i be in the coupe-coupe with the roof missin’

[verse 1: fat trel]
og on the block, i just turned 28
i could get ’em on time, i could get ’em in late
thirty-seven point eight for an off-white plate
they could make the bullsh-t and i could put it in your face
i remember sellin’ dimes, that was back in ’05
put it all on the line for a new north face
take a look in my eyes and you knew that i was high
n-ggas do this all the time, i don’t really wan’ wait
but i got it on my side when i ride, n-gga
even when the police outside, n-gga
y’all n-ggas just died, don’t cry, n-gga
put a pistol in your hand and go and slide, n-gga
every time i take a b-tch from ’round the way
and fill her p-ssy up with lake
a goofy b-tch just wanna take a picture
get the f-ck out my face
you’re just tryna make your baby daddy mad
i ain’t tryna celebrate with you
i’m just tryna beat the pot, count cake with you
probably in a new drop, i8 with you
n-gga living room like an arcade in it
take the d out your mouth, put a k in it
take the b-tch out the trap, put a safe in it
n-gga f-ck around and caught a new case with it
i’ll beat the p-ssy up and you’ll lay with it
and if she tastes better now you’ll stay with it
b-tch stay with it

[verse 2: z-wayne]
ridin’ ’round in my new coupe with a new boo
old b-tch go cuckoo, she a loose screw
loose screw with the deuce deuce, i was too cool
turn up on me, act a fool fool, i’ma shoot you
pretty b-tch keep playin’ with a n-gga
tryna dance on a n-gga
put the bands in the b-tch tutu
like what the f-ck you sayin’, lil’ n-gga?
get your bands, lil’ n-gga
make a move, n-gga, what you wan’ do?
young n-gga on the block, i just turned 21
the only thing i ever wanted was some money and a gun
balenciaga runners on me, i ain’t never had to run from a n-gga
young n-gga shoot glocks just for fun
baby, i get the work and make it happen
she say she want a n-gga who be trappin’
she say she want a n-gga ’bout that action
when i’m the crib, i got it in the mattress
lil’ n-gga, what you sayin’, lil’ n-gga?
stop playin’, lil’ n-gga
you don’t really want war with the goons
thirty blow you like a fan, lil’ n-gga
godd-mn, lil’ n-gga
come through and sweep sh-t like a broom
stop wastin’ my time, lil’ b-tch
keep cryin’ for the d-ck
you be lyin’, b-tch, what you wan’ do?
tell her pull up to the side, i’ma get with you
i’m only f-ckin’ if you got another b-tch with you, i’m quick with it

- fat trel

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