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tray tray & g herbo - eastsiders كلمات الأغنية

[intro: tray tray]
yeah ([?])
i don’t know why
oh, what i’ve been missin’
lover man, oh, where can you be?
yeah ([?], you made this?)
yeah, yeah, yeah
four fingers, tucked one, n_gga
tray tray, yeah, yeah

[chorus: tray tray]
we got all type of glocks, gen5s, gen3s (yeah)
i got all type of b_tches, they gon’ pray to god for me (for real)
i don’t care ’bout what he did when he was here, he deceased (f_ck him)
just know, long as i got money, ain’t a n_gga out of reach (facts)
amiri denims, pants full of racks, i’m barely goin’ in ’em (nah)
i know n_ggas b_tches, talk like hoes, i’m barely speakin’ to ’em
i rep fbg, but i be throwin’ 4e in the field (gang)
this a lot of fake love, but when you die, the feelin’ real (facts)

[verse 1: tray tray]
f_ck the opps and who be with ’em
know it’s that way ’til we k!ll ’em (f_ck ’em)
been a suspect and a victim
hundred shots, we ain’t gon’ miss him (grrah)
brand new mikes, i’m still gon’ chase him (yeah)
don’t come back if you ain’t face him (nah)
you ain’t feelin’ how i’m feelin’
off this 30 i be bracin’ (yeah)
told my n_ggas we gon’ make it
all my life i heard i’m basic (but look)
only good at shootin’ n_ggas
half my victims barely made it (facts)
you can ask the streets about me (what?)
ain’t a soul can say i faked it
just know you gon’ have to pay for your sh_t back if bro ‘nem take it (yeah, give me that)
my lil’ b_tch a different type, we locked in, this sh_t for life (ooh, ooh)
if it’s that, then it’s on sight
can’t get left if you do right (yeah)
i done seen the toughest n_ggas turn b_tch behind that pipe (b_tch)
my lil’ bro twenty_three and he be scorin’ sh_t like mike
[chorus: tray tray & g herbo]
yeah, uh, we got all type of glocks, gen5s, gen3s (uh, yeah)
i got all type of b_tches, they gon’ pray to god for me (for real)
i don’t care ’bout what he did when he was here, he deceased (his ass deceased, f_ck him)
just know, long as i got money, ain’t a n_gga out of reach (yeah, facts)
amiri denims, pants full of racks, i’m barely goin’ in ’em (go, go, nah)
i know n_ggas b_tches, talk like hoes, i’m barely speakin’ to ’em (swerv’)
i rep fbg, but i be throwin’ 4e in the field (g herbo, gang)
this a lot of fake love, but when you die, the feelin’ real (big g herbo, facts)

[verse 2: g herbo]
(uh, uh, uh) i been shootin’ guns since 2012, like 2013 (no bap)
g herbo, i’m really famous, but i’ll still make a scene (you know that)
got my hoodie drawed up and i’m still rockin’ bling, huh, for real
uh, uh, you ain’t never made a k!ll, you don’t how that feel (you don’t know how that feel)
i ain’t even have to drill, i was behind the wheel
chains rose gold, i still got blue steel (uh, uh)
i’ll shoot at will, i don’t care how you feel (g herbo)
uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh (for real, for real)
and you breathe and panic and i’ll leave a n_gga stiff like a mannequin
everybody want me to handle it, ayy, chill out, i’ma handle it
everybody know i’m gettin’ that cake, i’ma pay for all the damages (on foenem)

[chorus: tray tray]
we got all type of glocks, gen5s, gen3s (yeah)
i got all type of b_tches, they gon’ pray to god for me (for real)
i don’t care ’bout what he did when he was here, he deceased (f_ck him)
just know, long as i got money, ain’t a n_gga out of reach (facts)
amiri denims, pants full of racks, i’m barely goin’ in ’em (nah)
i know n_ggas b_tches, talk like hoes, i’m barely speakin’ to ’em
i rep fbg, but i be throwin’ 4e in the field (gang)
this a lot of fake love, but when you die, the feelin’ real (facts)
[outro: tray tray]
i rep fbg, but i be throwin’ 4e in the field
this a lot of fake love, but when you die, the feelin’ real

- tray tray g herbo

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