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cootie - trim كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
(6lement)

[verse 1: cootie]
walk around cuban link, different face chain color like tie dye (ice)
sh_ttin’ on b_tch any type of way, putting on that prada (drip)
h_llcat, two door coupe, all white, b_tch, let’s ride out (we’re gone)
audemar do cha_cha, all praise, shout out to my allah (amen)

[chorus: cootie]
yeah, the fit, coming on trim (woah)
yo’ b_tch, her fit, yeah, coming on trim (on trim)
my b_tch a pop up, pull up, flex up, we ain’t even in the gym (at all)
balenci’, step on b_tches necks, and we don’t even need to tin
[verse 2: cootie & anti da menace]
bb’s got the neck frozen, h_llcat, drive it likе it’s stolen
big racks got the pockets pokin’, wrist glowin’, icеd out, snowing
been the sh_t, my resume show it, make a bag, spend a bag, bow it
house of wed, n_ggas think we grow it, backends so big, can’t even fold it
with my dog like his name snoopy, that boy shoot, then i’m gon’ shoot
all that barking, get to sparkin’, i’ma make sure he can’t woof
b_tch get mad, i beat my chest, i’m a gorilla in that zoo
tell that boy don’t wipe no vest, i hit his neck and then he through
h_llcat, push start, vroom, do the dash, i’m gone, zoom
big crib, backyard, pool, backwood, straight gas, moon
big sh_lls, eat ’em up, spoon, get money, all i count is blue
b_tches on me, f_ck ’em by the two, real trappin’, not these other dudes
when you see me on

[chorus: cootie]
yeah, the fit, coming on trim
yo’ b_tch, her fit, yeah, coming on trim
my b_tch a pop up, pull up, flex up, we ain’t even in the gym
balenci’, step on b_tches necks, and we don’t even need to tin

[verse 2: anti da menace & cootie]
i might go givenchy, srt, might not never buy no bentley
everybody ’round me steppin’, tryna get them out them trenches
just stayed down and sold them ‘bows, before the rap my wrist was froze
switch’ll blow right through our door, if b_tches snort just let me now
n_ggas in my way, they need to move, when i hit the club, them b_tches choose
got a stick that’s longer than a broom, done so good, they think i’m servin’ shrooms
junkies high, you can smell the fumes, how you know? i’m stuck in the room
take to hit them janks, can’t even move, i’m so up right now with the moves
wicked weser, i got better, this so cold, i need a sweater
broke the record, stepped on every opp’, i think i need a medal
roof_roof, that’s that choppa comin’ through
why they mad i’m in bag? lil’ b_tch, i popped up out the blue, blaow
[chorus: cootie]
yeah, the fit, coming on trim
yo’ b_tch, her fit, yeah, coming on trim
my b_tch a pop up, pull up, flex up, we ain’t even in the gym
balenci’, step on b_tches necks, and we don’t even need to tin

- cootie

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