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slatt school - trl lyrics

[intro: veeze]
gang*gang sh*t, n*gga
trl sh*t
trl, what’s the deal? n*gga, brothers only, wavy navy gang
you know what the f*ck goin’ on

[verse 1]
the bag touched down, it got us ready
brodie in the kitchen, in here cookin’ like he betty
i’ll throw a n*gga sh*t under the tree like it’s a present
drop her then i block her since she thinkin’ she was special

[verse 2]
pop a n*gga brain like confetti
hand me the bag ’cause you ain’t ready
her ass lookin’ fat like sadiddy (d*mn)
load up the chopper, got a mickey
n*gga, we the turntest in the city

[verse 3]
we ain’t trippin’ ’bout no hoes, we got plenty
broke lil’ n*gga got a penny
ridin’ with the chop with a semi
yeah, lil’ n*gga got the bl!ckie
just for you n*ggas playin’ iffy
wipe a n*gga nose, leave him sticky (slatt, slatt)
[verse 4: veeze]
don’t tell me ’bout your juggs, i ain’t ask you
make your b*tch f*ck first night, that’s what cash do (swear to god)
i used to sell weed in the bathroom
and i can show you how to slime a n*gga, come to slatt school
put a tag on your head, my young n*ggas gon’ harass you
lil’ n*gga, this my everyday life, i ain’t brag to you
this ain’t happen overnight, couple states, i had to travel
c*ck a hammer in your face like you watchin’ judge mathis

[verse 5]
only [?] through all my n*ggas ’cause they solid
f*ck around, get— if n*ggas thinkin’ that we boxin’
baby, i just wanna f*ck, so i’m just keepin’ this sh*t honest
you keep doin’ that—, your ass gon’ turn into a zombie
talkin’ loose until they jumpin’ out your bushes like a possum
you smokin’ baby blunts, my n*ggas smokin’ on exotic
she keep thinkin’ she my b*tch, but i can’t cuff her, that sh*t toxic (b*tch)
before i go and rat, sh*t, y’all can throw the key and lock it
told this n*gga trey pull up and spin the ‘cat outside of roddy

[verse 6]
get a n*gga gone, leave him timeless
if he wore somethin’, pay your homage
bad lil’ b*tch with knowledge
p*ssy*ass n*gga, we ain’t hidin’
catch a n*gga out, we gon’ box him
have my n*ggas— pop you, n*gga
[verse 7]
send a lil’ n*gga to the doctor
the way you talkin’, we’ll top it
yeah, that’s your b*tch, but i popped her
yeah, i heard what happened to your mans, b*tch, who dropped him?
throw him in the river, he end up like a fish, go find him
yeah, i’m in the jungle, runnin’ sh*t like wakanda

[verse 8: veeze]
we got brown squares like some f*ckin’ peach cobblers
you a square*ass n*gga like the fish at mcdonald’s
don’t be lookin’ for this sh*t that i be wearin’, you won’t find it
i’ll bang everywhere on your block like i’m [?]
unky pulled up on me in a truck that cost a hundred thousand
you a broke*ass n*gga with a broke baby mama
told lil’ gang to call me if it’s ever any problems
i’ma pull up with a k like i was never on no flier

[verse 9]
n*ggas old and broke, i told they ass to go retire
twin hoes, knocked them hoes down like the towers
bro said f*ck the corny, he gon’ trap off vacant houses
i can’t give a b*tch the time ’cause she gon’ f*ck me ’cause i’m poppin’
n*gga, stop it
playin’ with my s*m*n ’cause she childish
veeze, you locked in, we gon’ take ’em to the mountains
[outro: veeze]
gang sh*t, n*gga, you know what the f*ck goin’ on, n*gga
brothers only gang, wavy gang sh*t, n*gga
trl, what’s the f*ckin’ deal?
y’all can’t f*ck with my young n*ggas

- trl lyrics

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