lirik lagu trl - bussdown
[intro]
camp boyz
yeah
b~tch
camp guyz, camp sh~t, bust rollie
n~gga, f~ck is you sayin’, n~gga? y’all n~ggas can’t f~ck with us, dog
and your b~tch keep grabbin’ on my chain
[verse 1]
bustdown, call your b~tch a bustdown
used to try to hold me, now she wanna f~ck now
thick~ass b~tch on my d~ck tryna f~ck now
twenty hoes on me, know they tryna bring me up now (d~mn)
bust glocks, baby j’ll hit it, it tear up blocks
stick in the club, best believe i let this b~tch rock
pull a— out the bag, make a b~tch hot (yeah)
pull a— out the mag, get a b~tch stopped
[verse 2: trl ace]
you can’t come back from what you did, you at the finish line
i ain’t red, what the f~ck i look like tuckin’ mine?
he a b~tch, watch that n~gga fold when it’s crunch time
when i’m gettin’ head from his b~tch, it be the best time
she say if i want it, i can get it, thеn i grip behind
b~tch, that ain’t no bustdown rollie, boy, them sis
try to takе a chain around this b~tch, gon’ need a suit and tie
i got a play on the floor, so, b~tch, we in and out
[verse 3]
i’m tourin’, camp boyz a hundred, we be scorin’
my b~tch from out the country, speak no english, i like all my b~tches foreign
k!ll an opp, then leave the scene, b~tch, i’m scorchin’
b~tch keep on blowin’ up my phone, why you call? it ain’t important
out in cali on rodeo, pull up porsches
blowin’ bags in this b~tch, and i’m ballin’, lookin’ like i got endors~m~nts
post a n~gga on the ‘gram, we done horsed him
with this mail, we look like money, you be tryin’, ain’t no need to try to force it
[verse 4: trl ace]
b~tch, i’m up makin’ chicken in the morning
b~tch, the bag bigger than the n~gga norbit
move at my own pace, i gotta force it?
“ace, what’s your name worth, baby?” b~tch, a fortune
my shooter got rans, could hit a n~gga from the corner
came in this b~tch without your stick, do we warn you?
them n~ggas better not make me mad, keep it cordial
i won’t double back for the head, it was horrible
[verse 5]
you want some weed, lean, a perc’, or you want some l!ck?
tell me what would you do for a trip to phipps
b~tch, you runnin’ from me, she know she can’t even take the d~ck
n~gga tried to up a strap on me, make me take a skip
sh~ttin’ on these n~ggas, i might f~ck around and take a p~ss
know this b~tch a groupie, wanna link, i told her make it quick
know this pop got some potion, let me take a sip
we in the spot getting motion, let me take a pic
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