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trl - 7:30 lyrics

[intro}
[?] second date, [?]
we got, [?]
uh, yeah
campboyz n_gga (ayo [?] switch the [?] )
it’s like seven thirty, we seven deep in this b_tch we got_
what time is it?

[verse 1]
it’s like seven thirty, we seven deep in this b_tch
we got seven thirties, we all on the same team
we came stephen curry, n_ggas sayin’ they want beef, i ain’t ever worried (never, never)
drop a eighth before eight, n_gga just now on my last run
boy you so late, i wakе up and [?] pape’
keep yo feelings to yoself, b_tch, i just want yo face
reek callеd me on that road, i just pray he make it safe
i want all my n_ggas straight, i want all my n_ggas good
if i ain’t with that n_gga h, i’m probably with that n_gga doug
they said [?] down the way, i give his momma [?]
my pops a legend, first n_gga bring that pape, through the hood

[verse 2]
i’m a money fein i know ’bout, i know ’bout every play and every [?]
they be callin’ us when n_ggas get whacked, but we ain’t do it
i ain’t speakin’ on no beef you know i keep it in the streets
he mighta did that sh_t to you, but he ain’t gon’ try that sh_t wimme
you see them boys out, we clutchin’, high as h_ll i’m still on p
play with us we get to dumpin’, stupid, now you in the beef
all this talkin’ from the gram, it sound tough i’m tryna see
it’s gon’ be what it’s gon’ be, bring whoever you gon’ bring
if a n_gga try to take me out i’m takin’ him with me
tryna put a b_tch on me, that ain’t gon work, use yo feet
i might hit her once or twice, but she don’t mean sh_t to me
gone for some months but she don’t complain, ’cause she know this how we gon’ eat
[verse 3]
my head bankin, wrist taken, stay dangerous
in that fast lane, f_ck it they gon’ have to chase us
i’m [?] forever that, no fear of no fakin’
i just want yo friendship, i don’t want relations
she think that she love me, i think that’s a lot
i’m tryna k!ll that p_ssy, i got murder on my mind
she look me in my eyes, imma probably check her vibe
i’m knowin’ hoes be choosin’ imma let her meet the guys
you tryna pull a skit that mean you tryna meet the bl!ck
not on yo ps n’ qs, you gon’ get put on yo sh_t
that go for me n’ you, so just don’t get in the mix
these casamigos shots got these hoes on tip
got these hoes on tip (these casamigos shots got these hoes on tip, told my b_tch don’t trip, i told my b_tch don’t trip)

[outro]
it’s like seven thirty, we seven deep in this b_tch
we got seven thirties, we all on the same team
we came stephen curry, n_ggas sayin’ they want beef, i ain’t ever worried (never, never)

- trl lyrics

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