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tv-ma - naturally trash lyrics

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[intro: naturally trash]
agh!
vvs, vvs, vv, bloodclaat
tbh, that’s my b-tch, that’s my, huh, aye
funny man, aye
don’t you dare front on the money gang, aye
woah, aye

[hook: naturally trash]
we ain’t gon start, we ain’t gonna get it poppin til the gang’s all here
when they pull up to the spot with a hammer and a glock, get it poppin all year
get the fans in the mosh, and my head too dirty, motherf-cker need a mop
when we tv-ma, muhf-cka kick rocks, when we tv-ma, break open the locks
when we tv-ma, we don’t f-ck with the opps, okay

[verse 1: naturally trash]
n-a-t with the u-r-a-l-l-y
n-body as f-ckin swell as i
oh, hoe i get it, i put patek on my neck
and some ice on my wrist so i’ll never forget it
i am not kidding, i want a vasectomy
broken trajectory, they wanting less of me
i keep a toolie on my belt successfully
ya’ll never gettin me, ah, woah
i’m never finishing resumes
i’m on the next, f-ck a job, i want better pay
crawl in the crevices, demon so sentiment
that is my enemy, that is my nemesis
fall off the planet, end up in a desolate sp-ce
where you can’t hear a thing, you can hear a pin drop
b-tch, drop your coords, i wanna pull up
put my awkward sword in your ovaries, okay
n-body to lean on but codeine
sound white, but i’m lightskin, lil mosey
lil bronem, you are f-cking with the og
handing out smoke til a motherf-cker od
finna get g-ssed up, b-tch, get your stacks up
walk stupid as f-ck, imma still get my masters
my new sh-t gon be better than last one
look like a mummy way i’m wrapped up in paper, woah

[hook: naturally trash]
we ain’t gon start, we ain’t gonna get it poppin til the gang’s all here
when they pull up to the spot with a hammer and a glock, get it poppin all year
get the fans in the mosh, and my head too dirty, motherf-cker need a mop
when we tv-ma, muhf-cka kick rocks, when we tv-ma, break open the locks
when we tv-ma, we don’t f-ck with the opps, okay

[verse 2: naturally trash]
all vanilla inside looking like a ice cream sundae, yo, aye
hope i don’t get no insight, true fans, they ain’t never come inside
d-mn near midnight, bouta go dark on a b-tch
like the power is shut, won’t be on for a bit
better harness to walls, cause imma release havoc
a cd, arizona green tea and just about three asprin, knee deep
i’m the motherf-cking bee knees, imma need these percs cause sh-t, i’m the god d-mn captain
caught lightning in the bottle with the sun in the sky
and a dent in my roof and a gun on my thigh
no way they coming inside, run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up, uh-huh
i’m off a bean, i’m off a bean, i’m off a bean
percocet dreams, f-ck do you mean, i’m with the team
ever since “h-ll or high water” i peaked, god’s on my back and he wantin me beat
satan is f-cking with xo3, ayy, he’s way out my league, hey

[verse 3: brokeboi maj]
she broke the burner she blew up my line cuz she knowing that i am the huncho
whip too foreign need a visa ian even pay the lease no i’m riding in a panto
animal print on my vest if u throwing some shots better aim for the neck tho
they think we bros to the death ian even know ya name sayin no mi amigo
i am the sh-t wish you had it, if i’m a b-tch i’m the baddest
stay with the pills like a addict, i knew that b-tch was capping
told her i don’t know what happened
come f-ck on a savage, come f-ck wit a savage
smoke all of my cabbage, deliver the package
boot up like a maverick, my calls they been tapping
i f-ck wit the action, i don’t know what happened
don’t talk about it
move too fast might get you k!lled i’m just talkin on the real
just walk it out wit my walking stick
big d-ck on extendo clip, i’m blacking out
perkys got me mad cuz i’m itching in dis b-tch
hoe don’t move too loud
shhhh, you way too loud
put it on my life, on bd
way dat she gon f-ck and suck it’s slimey
riding in a audi truck remind me
i done crashed da audi truck das on me
aye, you want, you time, i need, me time
she snort, 3 lines, i sip, key lime
b-tch i don’t play with the games
bringing me back to my days
sip on that pink lemonade
she wanna play we gon play
glock in my 30 gon bang
smoking on cali the trees
said that i’m new to the fame
i gotta pay up my lease

[hook: brokeboi maj]
we ain’t gon start, we ain’t gonna get it poppin til the gang’s all here
when they pull up to the spot with a hammer and a glock, get it poppin all year
get the fans in the mosh, and my head too dirty, motherf-cker need a mop
when we tv-ma, muhf-cka kick rocks, when we tv-ma, break open the locks
when we tv-ma, we don’t f-ck with the opps, okay, okay

[verse 4: brokeboi maj]
i took my cuban link dipped it in water cuz that’s how i’m doin this sh-t
if you want smoke you can have it deliver the package cuz i got a surplus of sh-t
presidential is my patek it’s two toned can’t have it was way too expensive i have it
you know we tv-ma like to tbch it was us who was causing the havoc

[verse 5: naturally trash]
tv-ma when i mess instrumentals, the corn to your kettle
got b-tches on b-tches they singing falsetto
i got a toolie and i paint it all yellow
i walk up to your stupid b-tch i’m like “h-llo”
i zombie walk to that b-tch house for a coochie
i’m bustin an uzi, my wrist got a two piece
the badder the boujee, she happened to do me, aye, yeah

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