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freestyle 2 - yung trel lyrics

fa*fa*face me a wood i’m on superman level
you ain’t known in the hood, so you better be careful
go get some money, that p*ssy not special
how many shots i’ll send you like several
feel like kurt angle, my stripe is the medal
im to ebk, i’ll shoot at my cousin
to ebk get you gone in a minute you wanted meet, god, i’ma give you the ticket

leave his ass dry like a popeyes biscuit
take me a puff and i smile
got my heart beatin’ like i’m runnin’ a mile
got a fat*ass glock and a clip is the cousin
you ain’t gangsta, you grew up suburban
i’m sendin’ some bullets, i made a collection
when i pass by the opps, they look the other way
you beef on the net, you n*ggas look g*y

my choppa hit anything, call it a bop
i feel like i’m fredo, i let this sh*t drop
a big ar and it’s stuffed in my jacket
i’m way to high, man, i’m off of the planet
i put sh*t together just like a mechanic
i got the wrong thoughts, but i’m not satanic
big ass drac when i shoot it dramatic
leave that boy glitchin’ just like he a static
did the hoe bad, she turned to a lesbian
she a d*ck eater, but she a vegetarian
want to link not f*ck , mane, you pushin’ the limit
i’ll pay for your food, but you know i ain’t trickin
switch on the back when i shoot, then it’s flippin’
don’t wanna f*ck, then you know that i’m dipping
they say that i’m sped, i crash for no reason
got all of these thoughts, but i’m not a demon

throw on my mask, now i’m feelin’ like kane
my momma like son, with you, became
the older i get, mane, i don’t feel the same but i told her, you not the one to be blamed
just a young n*gga with a old*head mindset
i’m takin’ your sh*t like the n*gga from recess
i laugh at you hoes, man, i feel like an offset
she tell me she wanna get f*cked to some keith sweat

pull the wrong move, i’ma pull a dababy reach in my pocket, throw a bullet to i’m brady
big*ass glock, give a f*ck bout a safety
b*tch i’m yungtrel, you know i go crazy
i’m thinkin’ bout money and guns on the daily
too much in my head, man, i feel a little daisy
i ain’t be droppin’, i feel a little lazy buss’, then leave me a nut’, no sandy

feel like a savage, first name not randy
with 21 b*tches, i must be a savage
taking down, hoes, man, i feel like i’m magic
these lyin’ ass hoes, man, this sh*t is pathetic
when i’m shootin’ sh*t, n*gga, i swear i’m dramatic
i’m flexin’ on n*ggas, i feel like i’m johnny
i keep me a stick, i ain’t talkin’ bout hockey
i’m comin’ in clean, i feel like steve harvey
ha*ha

- yung trel lyrics

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