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zay - keep it trilla lyrics
[verse 1: zay]
first off, we hustling, smuggling, young n-gga tryna get filthy rich
i fell off for a second now i’m back with a vengeance
tryna make ’em feel
presence ’til they sick of it
uh, yeah i know you feeling this, young n-gga known to spit trilla sh-t
uh, yeah i been k!lling sh-t, n-gga name another that’s real as this
my puerto rican call me papi, i swear that she be the baddest
my white girl
call me daddy, i swear that her -ss the fattest
she love to talk about it, swear that nothing gon’ happen
told her skip the
conversation, cause i’m all about that action
[hook: zay]
keep it trilla, we sipping that drank & rollin’ up swishers
keep it trilla, going hard in the paint they could never defend us
keep it trilla, its mob man f-ck yo feelings
s5 we don’t give a f-ck, f-ck
s5 we don’t give a f-ck, f-ck
[verse 2: zay]
i’m on that g-sh-t, weed lit, macking round with three chicks
gang 6, that’s my clique, your main girl’s my side b-tch
that fly sh-t, thought i told before, finish my cup then i pour up some more
cuffing -ss n-ggas they stay patrol, fronting -ss n-gga just stick your role
how long we been gone for? we smoking on lance armstrong
and all these b-tches down to blow, so we just call them time bombs
i’m on one, i’m logged on, what the f-ck do a n-gga got to try for?
tell asap, come f-ck with ya boy, i’m a light skinned pretty flacko
[hook: zay]
keep it trilla, we sipping that drank & rollin’ up swishers
keep it trilla, going hard in the paint they could never defend us
keep it trilla, its mob man f-ck yo feelings
s5 we don’t give a f-ck, f-ck
s5 we don’t give a f-ck, f-ck
[verse 3: blitz]
i said she light skinned, she might win, my trust if she wanna show more skin
a she’ll sin, cause she f-ck with ya boy, so in but she f-ck with my boy
f-ck that now she f-ck with the man, trust that your b-tch in good hands
love that, i’m stuck in a trance, bottles go up with the blunt in my hand
i’m faded, monday, tuesday, wednesday, thursday, friday b-tch
sat-rdays i don’t remember sundays are for church & sh-t
woke up in a new mustang from dreaming ’bout bugatti’s
lit another, then i f-ck her on some slow romantic weeknd sh-t
[hook: zay]
keep it trilla, we sipping that drank & rollin’ up swishers
keep it trilla, going hard in the paint they could never defend us
keep it trilla, its mob man f-ck yo feelings
s5 we don’t give a f-ck, f-ck
s5 we don’t give a f-ck, f-ck
[verse 4: zay]
n-gga tell me why i’m underrated & most hated
like i don’t seem to body everything i touch
i’m on the road to greatness, i been ya favorite
i got no patience i don’t give a f-ck
it’s my turn, your gig is up, rolling plenty blunts of that sticky stuff
these phony n-ggas they fake as f-ck, don’t open your mouth if you finna front
uh, bad b-tches all off e, but i’m macking with my og’s
middle finger if you tryna front on me
b-tch -ss n-ggas, y’all could blow deez
smile in my face, but they talk behind my back
cause they know that’s the only way we’ll ever interact
and there is no debating i’m one of the best
and i bodied the track, sh-t i’m making a mess
[hook: zay]
keep it trilla, we sipping that drank & rollin’ up swishers
keep it trilla, going hard in the paint they could never defend us
keep it trilla, its mob man f-ck yo feelings
s5 we don’t give a f-ck, f-ck
s5 we don’t give a f-ck, f-ck
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