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letra de meet & greet - trenchal

{intro}
yeah, uh

{verse}
still got mud up on my feet
still be hunnid when i preach (for real)
i’m still running up the niche
i’m still calling up the freaks
too many b-tches coming to the crib you know this sh-t is not a meet and greet, yeah
it take a lot for me to speak
i seen it all like it repeats, yeah
the best of the best
finesse, yes (yes)
she pulling up in a skim dress
she fine, obsessed
i took all that weight off her chest
to rest, for s-x
she call me at three with no text
i’m high don’t stress

ain’t enough, gotta keep it up, there’s a lot of us and not a lot of me
tryna run the fein’s for a couple streams, and she down to ride, you know by any means
can’t avoid the problem, it get hard to stop em’ but i’m still on top despite the enemies
yeah i’m outside tryna feel the breeze
and she need me like the sun need capri’s, yeah yeah
uh, i’m still of the juice
i’m still of the peach
i’m still off the hooch
can’t take it from me
you still gotta choose
is it red, is it blue?
the pill is for me, the others for you
ain’t telling the truth, you know what to do
you still got it confused
and i’m still on the prize
thank god i’m alive
put the bullsh-t aside, i gotta decide
i still gotta provide, i’m the first of my kind
i’ve been on a streak, like i’m bonnie and clyde
this one h-ll of a ride, there’s blood in my eyes
thank god i survived, ain’t no need to reprise
im off of a dream, i’m off of it higher
i paid all the fees, you know i’m on fire
don’t tell me that please, i know you a liar
this fake lil narrative, i hope you sparring it
just know i’m fueling the fire right now, b-tch im gone
{switch/outro}
different day, but the same sh-t goin’ on
i clean b-tches up, way more than a f-cking salon (trench)
i know you ain’t right, so how could i ever be wrong (that’s right)
we ain’t leave the club, we here all night long
yeah, i know that it’s hard to believe
been doing the most behind the scenes, i still got a trick up my sleeve
it’s hot as h-ll in this suv, it feel like a hunnid degrees
ain’t taking a piece of me, i give everything that she need from me, yeah

- trenchal

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