lirik lagu trigga500k – trimmer
[verse]
(uh)
b~tch, i’m fresh up out the trap, got residue on all my fingers
got a voice like jodeci, know he gone tell, that boy a singer
just took a n~gga b~tch o.t
i wrote his page and told ’em thank ya
n~gga, you better watch how you movin’, i got it on me
armed and dangerous
mr. hop out with that switch and run ya down, give jit a spankin’
soon as that f~ck n~gga get down the road and hop off the bus
them boys gone shake em
all i love is guns, and you know i’m f~cked up ’bout them drugs
spend a dub everytime i re~up, n~gga, i ain’t going back where i was
n~gga ain’t beat that case, he lying
i know you told, b~tch, you the fuzz
n~gga wanna ridе the wave so bad
they’ll gеt on they knees to catch a buzz
this sh~t come trim as h~ll, no (?) but, this sh~t in me
gotta choose between her and her friend then f~ck it, i ain’t pickin’
all this sh~t came off the scale and i’ll blow it, i ain’t stingy
all that spinnin’ i did with twin’nem i’m suprised i ain’t dizzy
(uh, aye) i’m suprised i ain’t dizzy
all that spinnin’ i did with twin’nem i’m suprised i ain’t dizzy
[verse]
i up the score everytime a n~gga swing
i send a blitz like john madden but, this sh~t ain’t a game
that (?) f~ck up a n~gga frame
put one of these f~ck n~ggas on ice but
i ain’t with johnny dang (uh)
aye, all this motion got ’em lookin’ brazy
baby, that n~gga ain’t havin’ nothin’
he need a job, go sign ’em up, he better off slavin’
ran up 100, told ma dukes we made it
i ‘member tryna get off my dime
prayin’ for a plug to come and save me
she tryna eat me, love a n~gga fragrance
i got the trap swingin’, harder than a b~tch
you would think i had crack in the 80’s
off the (?) in feelin’ jaded
when i ain’t on point, i’m still on point
don’t play with me, you must be f~ckin’ brazy
i lost it all and went and got it back
i left a b~tch, n~gga say he took and just for that
i went and got her back
ran out of rubber bands, so i left it loose
i’m tryna figure out why these f~ck n~ggas be hatin’
but, that’s what n~ggas do
still in rotation, i get on the move
bangin’ the five, they think a n~gga neighborhood
the way i up the blues
wanna be famous, i’ll help you make the news
aye, if you thinkin ian gone smack you if ya play then you a f~ckin’ fool
real trapper at it’s finest
might cuban link my b~tch and buss her neck down with diamonds
in the trap where you could find me, phone jumpin like it’s jordan
these n~ggas can’t even get up off they sack, half these f~ck n~ggas h~~rders
nah, for real
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