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lirik lagu ytb trench - shenanigans

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[intro]
yeah
skrr skrr s~
uh uh
yeah

[chorus]
told that b~tch to pull that d~ck out and suck my sh~t in the tesla
put your head up, look at my eyes lil b~tch that shot sh~t ain’t my preference
i move with them slimes and we be mob tied in atlanta
but i’m still bangin’ with my guys ain’t no surprise that my [?]
50 shots up in my chop and i’ma shoot it we gone stretch him
put his ass all over facebook ’til his mama peek resemblance (huh?)
i be ’bout my paper get his ass gone like erasers
came a long way from them projects and them highschool l!cks at data

[verse]
sticky sh~t get iffy with these n~ggas ’cause they еnvy
told that b~tch that ain’t my d~ck she danced on 50 in the sеmi
a new ap on my wrist but this sh~t custom you can’t get it
this b~tch starin’ at my kicks but used to laugh when they was rented
all black coupe this ain’t no fish bowl
you know we stay tinted
folks ask like, “ay, where my bl!ck go?”
you know lil trench did it
as a youngin i love pistols
sh~t, i just be trippin
don’t give a f~ck who they say listenin’
i be for me ’cause i’m the one who in this sh~t, let’s go
ysl in this b~tch
i’m steppin’ with all of my n~ggas
i hit up duke and he comin’ at you with a glock full of metal and make sure you feel it
ay, call up [?] we dash in the coupe gotta hold the ones back ‘fore they hop out the sprinter
can’t call yak ’cause he comin’ with two and he stay on both two like he movin’ his pivot, yeah finish
trippin
i be with them n~ggas who be k!llin’
i know they ain’t really got no feelings
don’t speak, he die if we end up in his mentions
it’s on me, in my gucci pack next to my [?]
[chorus]
told that b~tch to pull that d~ck out and suck my sh~t in the tesla
put your head up, look at my eyes lil b~tch that shot sh~t ain’t my preference
i move with them slimes and we be mob tied in atlanta
but i’m still bangin’ with my guys ain’t no surprise that my [?]
50 shots up in my chop and i’ma shoot it we gone stretch him
put his ass all over facebook ’til his mama peek resemblance (huh?)
i be ’bout my paper get his ass gone like erasers
came a long way from them projects and them highschool l!cks at data

[outro]
bah bah bah


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