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king$ & profit$ - trinidad james lyrics

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[intro: trinidad james]
yeah!!
owww!

[verse 1: trinidad james]
blue hundreds in the black chevy racing from the law
middle finger out the sunroof i ain’t getting caught
conversations on the pay phone my cell phone hot
heard the feds made a deal with the cell phone shop
heard your b-tch off the leash cause your bread getting low
heard the streets want a piece cause she everybody hoe
gold teeth in my mouth make a pimp speak slow
3 spots 2 coasts got to keep it on the low
3 whips paid cash got to keep it on the low
fucked my b-tch by the stove got to keep her on her toes
there’s a chopper by the sink boy i bet that b-tch loaded
not so big young nigga can’t fold it
grabbing on my d-ck cause i’m feeling kinda horny
hit your b-tch once and she still ain’t walking
b-tch in my face that’s why she ain’t calling
why she ain’t talking
in clique full of real niggas follow my team
with a no tell policy all by cream
i’m a king young profit just saying the least
too fly for the fuck shit follow my lead

[hook: trinidad james]
i’m a king, profit follow my lead
too fly for the fuck shit follow my lead
if it’s one thing i do, it’s do my thing
too fly for the fuck shit follow my lead

[verse 2: 31 gramms]
look, fresh off a brick 31 grams soft
pure cocaine kept bread gram raw
big boy strap ak47, bam bam!
audemar flintstones in the bezel
real scale tales i can tell you a few
swear this shit holy got to listen for my pew
everything real ain’t fake shit like you
and if i ever disrespect it imma make the fucking news
i can prophesize, imma make a fucking profit
when the pack touchdown and the mailman drop it [x2]
look!
full-time trapper, i am rapping on the low low
sell your -ss a gram and the elbow
and you know i keep the steel with me
double f&n, i’ll knock you out your fendi

[hook: trinidad james]
i’m a king, profit follow my lead
too fly for the fuck shit follow my lead
if it’s one thing i do, it’s do my thing
too fly for the fuck shit follow my lead

[verse 3: trae the truth]
truth is known to play with green, like he hopping out trees
in the middle of a foreign like i’m back overseas
sucker niggas got me hot 230 degrees
this one here is for my dogs ducking haters and fleas
ain’t no rhyming that [?] my steadies is something higher
something flyer than flying in a jet in the sky carrey mariah
pussy nigga with the talking p90 go send ’em fire
have em clapping like a choir, dismiss em at my [?]\
i’m a king, not a peasant
you try me ain’t nothing pleasant
yeah i hear the shit you flexing
i k!ll it when in my presence
heard them looking for the streets, you can tell look in i’m present
shit on my wrist is fooly shictzofrenic
yeah!, straight to business so i play with the blacks
you want hundreds don’t play with my cl-ss
all white drop like in pleasing in [?]
flow orange color vert like i play with a fox

[hook: trinidad james x2]
i’m a king, profit follow my lead
too fly for the fuck shit follow my lead
if it’s one thing i do, it’s do my thing
too fly for the fuck shit follow my lead

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