cfnjayy & mr.fy0 trench talk şarkı sözleri

Might hear me say this shit a lot I come from the trenches Might hear me say this shit a lot but im tryna get it Just tryna run up these digits Stay to myself, don't really be fuckin with bitches Come from straight outta the trenches Looking suspicious, thinking like nigga you trippin my finger just get straight to itchin They been talking and dissin Dont think I forgot bout the ticket Ima get up with you in a minute Been quiet for a minute but f*ck that Run up on me ima knock you the f*ck back Cant be friendly with niggas they suspect Handle that business got niggas like whats that? Aint no squashing if you make me upset Been waiting on this boy im ready to dumb that Could be thuggin for real but still im choosing the field But lets not switch the subject For them niggas & pussies who claiming its smoke Come get at me i swear you a croke Never ducking that action i swear ima blow Just to let you lil f*ck niggas know If it aint making paper then i gotta go Ima dog keep that on the low Gotta stay on alert, wont let ma see me on a shirt Why i cant leave the house with no pole Step out the way if im feelin any type of tension Forty just get straight to twitchin I aint doing no missin Walk an talk to say im spittin i swear its been a lil minute Mama know how im living but still ah tell me how to live it Never did know how to listen See my brother got stitches Niggas stabbed him like some bitches I bet he get hit with extensions Might hear me say this shit a lot but im tryna get it Just tryna run up these digits Stay to myself, don't really be fuckin with bitches Come from straight outta the trenches Looking suspicious, thinking like nigga you trippin my finger just get straight to itchin They been talking and dissin Dont think I forgot bout the ticket Ima get up with you in a minute I step in this bitch these f*ck niggas know me Im ballin like kobe I Aint have shit in the house but some bread & baloni Watch who around you what big mama told me I Had to go get stack it and flip it Feel like young thugga im running up digits Bitch niggas hatin these f*ck nigga trippin Aint with that talking leave a f*ck nigga missing Scope on the Choppa boy please do not play Wherever we catch you that'll be where u lay No we cant smoke boy you is not gang Dont care where you from or yo Pussy ass gang Cut off these hoes please give me some space All bout the money expect nothing less Cant hear yo ass talking boy talk with yo chest She say that she love me she say im the best Sleep on these opps im getting my rest F*ck what you heard bitch f*ck what u saying F*ck yo lil guys and f*ck what you banging Hope that you f*ck niggas hear what im saying I am not a kid dont be out here just playing Swerve through yo spot like a drive thru we spraying On the right track to the money im Pacing Better quit playing before we have to erase him Niggas be talking but boy you not bout it Say you a killa bitch I highly doubt it Say you bout money boy stop all that clowning They mad that i got my foot all on the neck Stepping on stepping on stepping on shit Face me a wood cant stress bouta bitch Told em wake up on my mama im lit Told em stop playing cross you off of the list Might hear me say this shit a lot but im tryna get it Just tryna run up these digits Stay to myself, don't really be fuckin with bitches Come from straight outta the trenches Looking suspicious, thinking like nigga you trippin my finger just get straight to itchin They been talking and dissin Dont think I forgot bout the ticket Ima get up with you in a minute
Sanatçı: CfnJayy & Mr.FY0
Türü: Belirtilmemiş
Ajans/Yapımcı: Belirtilmemiş
Şarkı Süresi: 3:55
Toplam: kayıtlı şarkı sözü
CfnJayy & Mr.FY0 hakkında bilgi girilmemiş.

Fotoğrafı