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letra de nunna dat - trifln'

[intro]
ayy, ayy, you know what it is, trifln’
oh, what’s up? what’s up? what’s up top?
you know what it is, ayy, ayy
n-ggas always hatin’, they don’t know about that
trifln’, you know (like a b-tch-slap)
it’s not the gang, it’s the fam ’round this motherf-cker, you know
like let the man get to it, you heard me? ayy, ayy, ayy

[verse 1]
the b-tch gon’ show respect because i tell her
n-ggas always hatin’, they don’t know no better
cold in the hood, free the b-tch sweater
you too old in the hood and i be doin’ better
all rose gold and yellow, don’t know how to act
out of town runnin’ ’round, been chasin’ a sack
got a play, got a flight, then i got clapped
six shots, bounced back, what the f-ck is that?
nerds mad i ain’t die, h-lla ho in that
you a joke in your hood, ain’t no goin’ back, me
never got slapped nor a chain sn-tched, me
big ho’ll die when we shake rats, me
been slangin’ d-ck, make her take that, me
skylar on a p, make her pay that
boy, them bands be gettin’ heavy when you play, then spin ’em
for sure know we heavy, we can’t be slippin’
your ho know we heavy and she wanna kick it
you won’t fly to that, you think i got all the b-tches
in a nightmare, woke up to all the chicken
the b-tch talented, she punchin’ up, handlin’ business

[chorus]
see? i don’t know why you playin’ like that
n-ggas just rap good, you ain’t layin’ like that
gettin’ dough with me fun, b-tches prayin’ to come back
insecure or they f-gs, so it won’t be none of that
ayy, so it won’t be none of that
gettin’ dough with me fun, b-tches prayin’ to come back
n-ggas just rap good, you ain’t layin’ like that
see? i don’t know why you playin’ like that

[verse 2]
it’s the devils that i see floatin’ in my room black
wrong place, wrong time, like who i’m gon’ shoot at?
i ain’t in this world for friends, boy, i thought you knew that
i ain’t in this world for friends, boy, i thought you knew that
bad habits, still hangin’ with the ruffians
street racin’ mlk, boy, you know i’m lovin’ it
ayy, i can’t get enough of it
i had to eat that, the game, gave me some of it, ayy, ayy
i can’t get enough of it
i had to eat that, the game, gave me some of it

[outro]
ayy, ayy, ayy
big trifln’

- trifln

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