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wtf - trl lyrics

[d*mn glo you k!lled this one [@gl0paulbeatz]

[313 mafia]

campboyz!

trl sh*t

rolling up exotic pack, i be high as h*ll
b*tches know i’m in my bag that sh*t ain’t hard to tell
chrome heart amiri jeans, i be fly as h*ll
i put all my hoes in gucci she like ysl
n*gga wrote a statement and got out i know he tryna tell
just got into it with my nine, that n*gga poppin 12

[trl,ace]

man this b*tch all on my d*ck just for hair and nails
hurry up b*tch you wasting time i gotta make a sell
oh he out here ratting watch that n*gga, he a show and tell
just for that blitt blaa! let him eat a sh*ll
gang only carry slips shout out my n*gga rell
brody pour a lot of lines he be sippin snail

[trj,jt]
catch yo ass lacking with that shh! call him [?]
tell that b*tch to only call me when she see some nais
thought we bout to start up grab a pop we bout to pour some drank
bring my strap to dice i’m popping if i lose some pale
know my b*tch designer real, but her booty fake
cop pleas you gotta say what you gone do to ace
[ace]

d*mn i think we got a problem, let me call baby jay
b*tch i only wanna f*ck you ain’t here to stay
d*mn this beat hard as h*ll, i shoulda called d8 [richd8i]
baby watch out for the boys baby just in case
n*gga i’m in a fast lane, we in a differnet pace
b*tch i only wanna tuck i ain’t tryna [?]

[jt]
sticky ass hunnid’s in my pocket this alotta pape
my b*tch don’t want me to leave but i ain’t tryna stay

[ace]

drop a hunnid shots on them n*ggas that be tryna hate
somebody go and tell my oops they better play it safe

[jt]

slap that b*tch and sport and do the dash i’m tryna dodge the jakes
hanging out the window with that b*tch you know i ride with apes

[ace]

i could shut a broke b*tch mouth and up some bands on her
up the fn make that n*gga run he got some legs on em
you the type to back door yo mans for some vans won’t you
n*gga i could sell that sh*t quick i put my hand on it
[jt]
b*tch tried to steal from me i d*mn there put my hands on her
once i f*ck i gotta pass lil b*tch my mans want you
hold on thats the mag poking
this b*tch ass fat as h*ll a cup could stand on it

[ace]

b*tch what you thought this was?
you can not get sh*t barely could get a hug
and she know i’m getting moeny she say
“as you should”
if you speaking on the camp we in n*ggas hoods!

[jt]

p*ssy ass n*gga what you on i got my lil cus
try to be a bully now he caught all of the f*cking slug
all this f*cking dirty on me throw it in the tub

[ace]

p*ssy you don’t even need that stick you ain’t gone blow the gun
dawg steady out here going broke can’t control his funds

[jt]
30 thousand on me i might drop that sh*t in golden sun
make another 30 i might throw that sh*t back in the club

[ace]

man you n*ggas be my sons
plus you miggas broke as tuck and you can’t show a dub

[jt]

b*tches out here showing love
my n*ggas out here pouring mud
i got sum in the stash i’m tryna show the plug

[ eh, n*gga campboyz n*gga this sh*t the truth n*gga me and my n*ggas running sh*t n*gga stepping on sh*t campboyz n*gga trl sh*t n*gga youngest n*ggas trippin man ( yea yea yuh) n*gga campboyz n*gga]

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