trim (feat. cjdadonnn)

Step in the room and I'm fly yeah everybody know I come trim uh I got a bitch she see me droppin her drawers you know that I'm him And I'm steppin' with the gang we steppin like we got on Timbs yeah and I got a bad lil' bitch ten out of ten yeah she above the rim And you know I keep me a couple of hoes yeah I'm comin' like a pimp And we runnin' laps on you niggas uh no I ain't talkin' no gym My new bitch she look like Kardashian uh know I ain't talkin' no Kim I told her let's make us a movie baby come on let's come make a film And when I come through they like ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh Cuz they know that lil' bando steppin' uh look at the price of my shoes I'm poppin' shit I'm on my TV uh and no I ain't talkin' the news But you can call me Bob the Builder why cause bando know he keepin' the tool And you niggas take this shit serious half of the time I be playin' But shit it don't matter to me When I walk through your bitch know I'm the man Bae let's kick it on the beach put the toes in the sand And baby you know that I'm boss I tell them do it they go on command And she in my head yeah she some like a earthquake But you know that she got her a ocean Hop in the car and I do a smooth hunnid uh and baby you know that I'm coastin' And lil' bando know him the move call play or two that nigga think that he coachin' And baby I think that I'm fly fashion nigga Baby I say that's good motion Step in the room and I'm fly yeah everybody know I come trim uh I got a bitch she see me droppin her drawers you know that I'm him And I'm steppin' with the gang we steppin like we got on Timbs yeah and I got a bad lil' bitch ten out of ten yeah she above the rim And you know I keep me a couple of hoes yeah I'm comin' like a pimp And we runnin' laps on you niggas uh no I ain't talkin' no gym My new bitch she look like Kardashian uh know I ain't talkin' no Kim I told her let's make us a movie baby come on let's come make a film Ayy come on let's go make a movie baby It's just me and you I'ma set it off some like I'm Boosie baby But I still keep it cool I get trim I get flyer than you Balenci boots now I feel like a troop I ball hard like I went to the U I'm always fly but I ain't got the flu Hey I'm gone I'm the man of this shit They wanna be this It's like they been makin my clones Watch my back I'ma bring back VLONE I'ma creep in his yard like a gnome He was talkin' too tough like he cannot be touched I'm uppin' the stick now he gone Shoot the stick now he gone that's a magic trick When I shoot he stick hella accurate No I'm not for the fussin' and not for the tussin' I'm bound to shoot I ain't havin' it That's his bitch and she like I'm trim Pockets thick but my pants really slim And I'm dickin' her down put her face in the ground When she get up she walk with a limp