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troll patrol - g perico lyrics

[intro]
you know what i’m sayin’? we tryna, you know what i mean?
we tryna shake the city up, so this sh*t gotta flow, you know what i mean?
yeah, uh, look

[verse 1]
one thousand grams on a chain (bling*bling, bling*bling)
my jeweler f*ckin’ over johnny dang
it’s revenge when i put it in they face
n*ggas wanna play, then we put ’em in they place
benz in the shop, so i gotta get another one
all through the lot tryna see which one i want
get ghazi on the phone, this gon’ be big
it’s too late to turn back, boy, we deep in
c*bone, 4 say give ’em what they want
guess it’s that time for mе to put on that show
big clean, he started this sh*t (way gang)
as for mе, i’m the heart of this sh*t
got a twin named egypt and i named her on a prison phone
i was in the spot cookin’ dope with a pistol on me (facts)
let that sh*t sink in
this my truth, these is facts that i’m speakin’
movie star, ’cause life is a movie (it’s a movie)
life’s a b*tch, but she bad and she bougie
in the streets, i’ma rep, i’m a classic
f*ck roscoe’s ’cause the sh*t got nasty (ugh)
bartender, bring the whole bottle
my b*tch out the city, but she lookin’ like a foreign model (bad)
who decides war with a sag on it
just got fresh and forgot to pop the tag on it (clicc, clicc, clicc, clicc, clicc)
[chorus]
too many n*ggas hatin’
too many n*ggas fakin’
too many n*ggas broke
too many n*ggas trollin’
all i care about is digits and commas (ching*ching)
pistols and violence (boom, boom, boom)
we into designer (drip, drip, drip, drip)
flyin’ in the city with models (innerprize)

[verse 2]
‘fit check, gotta do a drip check
lookin’ at the map, what city we gon’ hit next?
runnin’ up the bag, what car i’m gon’ get next?
it gotta have room, ’cause i like to have big s*x
if i gotta wear a rubber, i don’t want it, i’m exclusive
tryna stick to one woman (i’m in love)
bing*bing in my bloodstream
white air force 1s, i can’t wear ’em if they ain’t supreme
yeah, right now, we in that mode
jeans, beanie by parasuco (uh*oh)
i like girls with cornrows and lace fronts
white toes, but f*ck all that makeup
billion*dollar brain, hundred*thousand*dollar chain (bling*bling, bling*bling)
we get through hard times poppin’ champagne
at a paris steakhouse on a stake*out
see a model at the table, fly her straight to the house (outtie)
[chorus]
too many n*ggas hatin’
too many n*ggas fakin’
too many n*ggas broke
too many n*ggas trollin’
all i care about is digits and commas (ching*ching)
pistols and violence (boom, boom, boom)
we into designer (drip, drip, drip, drip)
flyin’ in the city with models (innerprize)

- g perico lyrics

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