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Deezo301 - Trill Lyrics



Deezo301 - Trill Lyrics
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(Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha)
(Mathias Tyner)
Said I'm too real
She loving the thrill
All on my dick
I told her to chill
Love how I flex
Said you up next
DMV nigga
Aight say less
No I don't rock
But I still roll
Call me the chief
Patrick Mahomes
Don't wanna talk
Don't hit my phone
If it ain't guap
Then leave me alone
Damn aye
Mad that I'm winning
Can't touch my flow you might steal it
Ain't gotta bag boy you kidding
Boy what the f*ck you be spending?
Gang like the army
I'm the lieutenant
Got keep your distance
Prolly won't listen
Hop on the beat it's a body no witness
Why the f*ck niggas be whining and bitching?
Prolly cause my niggas f*cking they bitches
Finish like kyrie uh
Whippin the Audi uh
Can't kick it bitch no karate
Might make the bitch do Pilates
She keep it wet like Dasani
I'm getting money like that shit a hobby
Boy I'm so rich think my pockets on Roddy
Living like Keef I can't trust no thotty
Boy I'm so sick leave the stu lookin snotty
Talking that shit get beheaded unh
Game of Thrones end up like Eddard unh
I'm getting money got bands now
50s and 100s etcetera unh
Think I'm addicted to cheddar uhh
We bringing smoke to whoever unh
He walking up like he know me uhhhh
Nah I think you better unh
Said I'm too real
She loving the thrill
All on my dick
I told her to chill
Love how I flex
Said you up next
DMV nigga
Aight say less
No I don't rock
But I still roll
Call me the chief
Patrick Mahomes
Don't wanna talk
Don't hit my phone
If it ain't guap
Leave me alone
Damn aye
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(Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha)
(Mathias Tyner)
Said I'm too real
She loving the thrill
All on my dick
I told her to chill
Love how I flex
Said you up next
DMV nigga
Aight say less
No I don't rock
But I still roll
Call me the chief
Patrick Mahomes
Don't wanna talk
Don't hit my phone
If it ain't guap
Then leave me alone
Damn aye
Mad that I'm winning
Can't touch my flow you might steal it
Ain't gotta bag boy you kidding
Boy what the f*ck you be spending?
Gang like the army
I'm the lieutenant
Got keep your distance
Prolly won't listen
Hop on the beat it's a body no witness
Why the f*ck niggas be whining and bitching?
Prolly cause my niggas f*cking they bitches
Finish like kyrie uh
Whippin the Audi uh
Can't kick it bitch no karate
Might make the bitch do Pilates
She keep it wet like Dasani
I'm getting money like that shit a hobby
Boy I'm so rich think my pockets on Roddy
Living like Keef I can't trust no thotty
Boy I'm so sick leave the stu lookin snotty
Talking that shit get beheaded unh
Game of Thrones end up like Eddard unh
I'm getting money got bands now
50s and 100s etcetera unh
Think I'm addicted to cheddar uhh
We bringing smoke to whoever unh
He walking up like he know me uhhhh
Nah I think you better unh
Said I'm too real
She loving the thrill
All on my dick
I told her to chill
Love how I flex
Said you up next
DMV nigga
Aight say less
No I don't rock
But I still roll
Call me the chief
Patrick Mahomes
Don't wanna talk
Don't hit my phone
If it ain't guap
Leave me alone
Damn aye
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Writer: Shane Daniels
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