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ytb trench - shenanigans كلمات أغنية

[intro]
yeah
skrr skrr s_
uh uh
yeah

[chorus]
told that b_tch to pull that d_ck out and suck my sh_t in the tesla
put your head up, look at my eyes lil b_tch that shot sh_t ain’t my preference
i move with them slimes and we be mob tied in atlanta
but i’m still bangin’ with my guys ain’t no surprise that my [?]
50 shots up in my chop and i’ma shoot it we gone stretch him
put his ass all over facebook ’til his mama peek resemblance (huh?)
i be ’bout my paper get his ass gone like erasers
came a long way from them projects and them highschool l!cks at data

[verse]
sticky sh_t get iffy with these n_ggas ’cause they еnvy
told that b_tch that ain’t my d_ck she danced on 50 in the sеmi
a new ap on my wrist but this sh_t custom you can’t get it
this b_tch starin’ at my kicks but used to laugh when they was rented
all black coupe this ain’t no fish bowl
you know we stay tinted
folks ask like, “ay, where my bl!ck go?”
you know lil trench did it
as a youngin i love pistols
sh_t, i just be trippin
don’t give a f_ck who they say listenin’
i be for me ’cause i’m the one who in this sh_t, let’s go
ysl in this b_tch
i’m steppin’ with all of my n_ggas
i hit up duke and he comin’ at you with a glock full of metal and make sure you feel it
ay, call up [?] we dash in the coupe gotta hold the ones back ‘fore they hop out the sprinter
can’t call yak ’cause he comin’ with two and he stay on both two like he movin’ his pivot, yeah finish
trippin
i be with them n_ggas who be k!llin’
i know they ain’t really got no feelings
don’t speak, he die if we end up in his mentions
it’s on me, in my gucci pack next to my [?]
[chorus]
told that b_tch to pull that d_ck out and suck my sh_t in the tesla
put your head up, look at my eyes lil b_tch that shot sh_t ain’t my preference
i move with them slimes and we be mob tied in atlanta
but i’m still bangin’ with my guys ain’t no surprise that my [?]
50 shots up in my chop and i’ma shoot it we gone stretch him
put his ass all over facebook ’til his mama peek resemblance (huh?)
i be ’bout my paper get his ass gone like erasers
came a long way from them projects and them highschool l!cks at data

[outro]
bah bah bah

- ytb trench

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