lirik lagu trumf - new wave [prod. 99la]
[intro]
uh, this the comin’ of a new wave (huh, uh)
this the comin’ of a new age (aye, huh)
put a bullet in his face, lead he taste (uh, uh, huh)
[pre~chorus]
fill him up with the lead (pow!)
you talk that sh~t, i put a m up on your head (bang!)
last week he was talkin’ sh~t, now that f~ggot dead (grah!)
but if i’m too lazy, i might f~ck his b~tch instead (yeah)
d~ck inside her head
[chorus]
ion wanna talk, call me a loner
b~tch i don’t care (what?)
pull up to the scene, with a beam (grah!)
yeah he gon’ stare
he either gon’ stare at my bl!ck, or my wrist
a solar flare (flare)
talk sh~t on her?
oh brother, you won’t go there
if you do, imma shoot first (pow!)
i don’t fight fair
i got two f~ckin’ banana clips, best believe that ripe pair (tootootoo)
right before i shot, point at his stomach
then shot right there (bang!)
choppa left him so scared, he saw me in his nightmares (pow!)
[verse 1]
i’m not a crip, cuz i shoot that b~tch until i see blood
i’m like carti, cuz it’s on sight, right when i see ya (what?)
imma beat that p~ssy, yeah, you better call peta
got a gun up on my waist, even my glovebox got a heater (grah!)
i got guns everywhere (pow!)
my wrist, if i’m rocking two, i’m rockin’ solar flares
you said you got my girl, well i really do not care (no i don’t)
cuz i got shooters that i got prepared in my lair (huh)
yeah, and if you take her, i’ll send em’ right there (yeah)
you wonder “where’s there?” (bro?)
and that’s yo crib, dumb b~tch yeah i fight fair
and if that sh~ts not enough (bang!)
i f~ck yo mom and sister at the same time and make em’ cum
and then i’ll find your dad and~
[pre~chorus]
fill him up with the lead (pow!)
you talk that sh~t, i put a m up on your head (bang!)
last week he was talkin’ sh~t, now that f~ggot dead (grah!)
but if i’m too lazy, i might f~ck his b~tch instead (yeah)
d~ck inside her head
[chorus]
ion wanna talk, call me a loner
b~tch i don’t care (what?)
pull up to the scene, with a beam (grah!)
yeah he gon’ stare
he either gon’ stare at my bl!ck, or my wrist
a solar flare (flare)
talk sh~t on her?
oh brother, you won’t go there
if you do, imma shoot first (pow!)
i don’t fight fair
i got two f~ckin’ banana clips, best believe that ripe pair (tootootoo)
right before i shot, point at his stomach
then shot right there (bang!)
choppa left him so scared, he saw me in his nightmares (pow!)
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