letra de wtf - trl
[d-mn glo you k!lled this one [@gl0paulbeatz]
[313 mafia]
campboyz!
trl sh-t
rolling up exotic pack, i be high as h-ll
b-tches know i’m in my bag that sh-t ain’t hard to tell
chrome heart amiri jeans, i be fly as h-ll
i put all my hoes in gucci she like ysl
n-gga wrote a statement and got out i know he tryna tell
just got into it with my nine, that n-gga poppin 12
[trl,ace]
man this b-tch all on my d-ck just for hair and nails
hurry up b-tch you wasting time i gotta make a sell
oh he out here ratting watch that n-gga, he a show and tell
just for that blitt blaa! let him eat a sh-ll
gang only carry slips shout out my n-gga rell
brody pour a lot of lines he be sippin snail
[trj,jt]
catch yo ass lacking with that shh! call him [?]
tell that b-tch to only call me when she see some nais
thought we bout to start up grab a pop we bout to pour some drank
bring my strap to dice i’m popping if i lose some pale
know my b-tch designer real, but her booty fake
cop pleas you gotta say what you gone do to ace
[ace]
d-mn i think we got a problem, let me call baby jay
b-tch i only wanna f-ck you ain’t here to stay
d-mn this beat hard as h-ll, i shoulda called d8 [richd8i]
baby watch out for the boys baby just in case
n-gga i’m in a fast lane, we in a differnet pace
b-tch i only wanna tuck i ain’t tryna [?]
[jt]
sticky ass hunnid’s in my pocket this alotta pape
my b-tch don’t want me to leave but i ain’t tryna stay
[ace]
drop a hunnid shots on them n-ggas that be tryna hate
somebody go and tell my oops they better play it safe
[jt]
slap that b-tch and sport and do the dash i’m tryna dodge the jakes
hanging out the window with that b-tch you know i ride with apes
[ace]
i could shut a broke b-tch mouth and up some bands on her
up the fn make that n-gga run he got some legs on em
you the type to back door yo mans for some vans won’t you
n-gga i could sell that sh-t quick i put my hand on it
[jt]
b-tch tried to steal from me i d-mn there put my hands on her
once i f-ck i gotta pass lil b-tch my mans want you
hold on thats the mag poking
this b-tch ass fat as h-ll a cup could stand on it
[ace]
b-tch what you thought this was?
you can not get sh-t barely could get a hug
and she know i’m getting moeny she say
“as you should”
if you speaking on the camp we in n-ggas hoods!
[jt]
p-ssy ass n-gga what you on i got my lil cus
try to be a bully now he caught all of the f-cking slug
all this f-cking dirty on me throw it in the tub
[ace]
p-ssy you don’t even need that stick you ain’t gone blow the gun
dawg steady out here going broke can’t control his funds
[jt]
30 thousand on me i might drop that sh-t in golden sun
make another 30 i might throw that sh-t back in the club
[ace]
man you n-ggas be my sons
plus you miggas broke as tuck and you can’t show a dub
[jt]
b-tches out here showing love
my n-ggas out here pouring mud
i got sum in the stash i’m tryna show the plug
[ eh, n-gga campboyz n-gga this sh-t the truth n-gga me and my n-ggas running sh-t n-gga stepping on sh-t campboyz n-gga trl sh-t n-gga youngest n-ggas trippin man ( yea yea yuh) n-gga campboyz n-gga]

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