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i got it - trealz lyrics

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[intro: trealz]
you know me i’m a perfectionist

[chorus: trealz]
i got it (x3)
young boy i want it i cop it
yea we just came from the projects
driving that whip with no mileage
breaking the bank out in onyx
baby you see i’m the topic
none of yo n-ggaz could top this
(2x)
all of my b-tches be topless

[verse 1: trealz]
i started my self with a dollar
now they want look at my pockets
i got to watch for the b-tches
cause i know how they be getting
she want my n-ggaz to k!ll
we tell her to tuit it & boot it
we breaking that back like a tooth pick
she all in my phone trying to do sh-t
i need me a crib i could move in
cause n-ggaz keep watching my movements
b-tches be picking & choosing
ride with a tommy i’m crushing
remember when n-ggaz was losing
imma need every car roofless
so i could show how to do this
if she a baddie i scoop it
i got the city behind me
they know me i don’t need no i.d
smoke in my eye where the visine
i need to get a new time piece
n-ggaz be broke so they hating
reason they want me for bounty
but i keep real ones around me
he down to go down to the county
these n-gga be faker than bounties
young n-gga been the under dog
now n-ggaz wanna hear it all
get me a queen to set it off
lil n-gga coming for it all
reason they want to end me off
i take a l but never lost
we see the price say f-ck the cost

[chorus: trealz]
i got it (x3)
young boy i want it i cop it
yea we just came from the projects
driving that whip with no mileage
breaking the bank out in onyx
baby you see i’m the topic
none of yo n-ggaz could top this
(2x)
all of my b-tches be topless

[verse 2: trealz]
switching my b-tches no blinkers
i like my p-ssy much pinker
i make her lick off the finger
we f-cking she turn to a singer
shout my jeweler i’m blinging
boss n-gga handle my b-tches
my sneakers don’t come with laces
reason i never be tripping
drink out the bottle no sipping
never alone i ain’t slipping
she got a fatty i tip it
i turn the winter to summer
i turn my b-tch to a runner
i turn a honda to hummer
i work that bag then i blow
i do what i want cause i’m focused

[chorus: trealz]
i got it (x3)
young boy i want it i cop it
yea we just came from the projects
driving that whip with no mileage
breaking the bank out in onyx
baby you see i’m the topic
none of yo n-ggaz could top this
(2x)

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