
letra de 392 - tai trendin
[intro: tai trendin]
swerve, skrrt, swerve, skrrt-skrrt, swerve, skrrt
swerve, swerve, skrrt-skrrt
skrrt, skrrt
[chorus: tai trendin]
me and lil’ b, we just beat up your street
in a 392, better not get up inside it
and we keep us a stick, boy, i look like a pirate
need you some money, we might just be hirin’
we put that fire on his ass, tryna put this sh-t out
turnt his b-tch ass to a fireman
how i get all this munyun? n-gga, that’s private
she said i’m a dog, well, n-gga, i’m howlin’
still’ll go put a b-tch out on holland
[verse 1: tai trendin]
pick the b-tch up when the sun come up
big top dog, i ain’t never been touched
pay five bands and they get flushed
call up t, hе pull up truck
fours in the back, got the turbo in the front
f-ck a nеw strand, pop out with runtz
pop out in france, y’all call c-nt
still been eatin’, y’all got lunch
still put that stick on your ass like your aunt
i ain’t gon’ speak on too much ’cause they burnin’ sh-t up
like, d-mn, i’m havin’ some fun
i’ll pop out with a check and a stick with a box on the back of that b-tch, boy, i’m goin’ r-t-rded
i throw the ‘cat right in sport, hit on the gas
d-mn, sound like it’s fartin’
[chorus: tai trendin]
me and lil’ b, we just beat up your street
in a 392, better not get up inside it
and we keep us a stick, boy, i look like a pirate
need you some money, we might just be hirin’
we put that fire on his ass, tryna put this sh-t out
turnt his b-tch ass to a fireman
how i get all this munyun? n-gga, that’s private
she said i’m a dog, well, n-gga, i’m howlin’
still’ll go put a b-tch out on holland
[verse 2: chapo savage]
pull up with tai, d-mn, i feel like the moon (feel like the moon)
392, we gon’ make this b-tch vroom (skrrt)
switches and dracs, we gon’ clear out the room (switches and dracs)
wrapped like a mummy, go pick out your tomb (wrapped)
put your ass down with 7.62s (7.62s)
we slidin’ with sticks, ain’t talkin’ ’bout pool (slidin’ with sticks)
call up a savage, this sh-t can get rude (call up a savage)
pourin’ up wock’, i keep losin’ the time
posted with 40s, i can’t do the 9s
i’m f-ckin’ this b-tch and i know she ain’t mine
you f-ck with that n-gga, but he droppin’ dimes
you know that he told (told, told)
i sent a kite down, we wipin’ his nose (wipin’ his nose)
when i send the mission out, you better not fold (sendin’ it out)
he played his hand, so we had to expose (d-mn, d-mn, d-mn)
[chorus: tai trendin]
me and lil’ b, we just beat up your street
in a 392, better not get up inside it
and we keep us a stick, boy, i look like a pirate
need you some money, we might just be hirin’
we put that fire on his ass, tryna put this sh-t out
turnt his b-tch ass to a fireman
how i get all this munyun? n-gga, that’s private
she said i’m a dog, well, n-gga, i’m howlin’
still’ll go put a b-tch out on holland
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