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get right - young trelle lyrics

(look what nova started)

yea, aye
just hit my plug got my weed for the low, yea
done got some money but i swear i need more, yea
watch how it double turn that 2 to a 4, yea (fourrr)
ran out of weed got to smoke for the show, yea
aye this that rolling up them grams sh-t, aye
aye this that i don’t give a d-mn sh-t, yea (woahh woah)
i keep my b-tch on my hip just like a pistol, yea (woahh woah)
these n-ggas b-tches the gone talk when they with you

yea, aye
when i come around she get excited (she get excited!)
baby suck on this d-ck do not bite it (bite! bite!)
she gone do what i say just like simon (huh like simon, woahh)
if u broke then i’m hitting the heisman (yea yea)
she was fatherless now i’m her dad (ayee, now i’m her dad)
she around cuz i got me a bag (woahh, got me a bag)
new drip yea check my fashion (woahh, check my fashion yea)
p-ssy wet dive in like splash (like splash, drip, water)
you know lil shawty got that get right (got that get right)
you know lil shawty got that sit tight (got that sit tight)
aye that p-ssy michael jackson it come back when i beat it (huh, beat it up beat it up)
and this d-ck fatal attraction heart attack when i leave her
stay up lil n-gga (stay up lil n-gga)
gotta stay up lil n-gga (gotta stay up)
cuz as soon as you down (soon as you down)
your name in the dirt lil n-gga (name in the dirt)
straight up in a vert lil n-gga, but i ain’t no lil uzi vert lil n-gga (vert, woahh)
as long as it took me to make it, get to the top i’m like f-ck that deal (f-ck that, f-ck that!)
don’t come around after i make it, i’m like “i don’t who that is” (huh)
i don’t know (i don’t know)
h-ll naw huh (huh what)
(heyy)
huh what
huh what(yeaaa)
yea what

yea, aye
just hit my plug got my weed for the low, yea (weed for the low)
done got some money but i swear i need more, yea (but i swear i need more)
watch how it double turn that 2 to a 4, yea (fourrr)
ran out of weed got to smoke for the show, yea
aye this that rolling up them grams sh-t, aye (sh-tt aye)
aye this that i don’t give a d-mn sh-t, yea (woahh woah)
i keep my b-tch on my hip just like a pistol, yea (woahh woah)
these n-ggas b-tches the gone talk when they with you

aye
take me a shot of this brown, f-ck up her guts and f-ck my liver (shot shot, f-ck that f-ck that)
almost fell off that ledge, grew out my dreads now i feel like simba (ledge, huh yea)
they worried about who run the town i just stay down and get my paper (town, they can have it)
n-gga run up he get gunned down, shotgun long like sabers, yea (pop pop! huh yea)
getting rich now i think that i’m rich ima cop a new freezer, yea (kid yea)
new clothes and i’m loving my fit gotta be a lil conceited (d-mn drip yea)
i see u all in my mentions but you ain’t making no money (woahh)
i wake up with the intentions of thumbing through a few hundreds (woahh thumbing)
lil college girl tryna get it together
aye she a keeper she gone ride through whatever
i know u thought i was down but now i’m up and i’m on
money over these b-tches but i just need p-ssy and dome (p-ssy and women)
you know lil shawty got that get right (got that get right)
you know lil shawty got that sit tight (got that sit tight)
aye that p-ssy michael jackson it come back when i beat it (beat it up beat it up)
and this d-ck fatal attraction heart attack when i leave her

ayeeee yeaaaa
(look what nova started)

- young trelle lyrics

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