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Phhhoto Video (MV)




Performed By: Trent.
Language: English
Length: 2:15
Written by: Trenton Talley




Trent. - Phhhoto Lyrics




(Kundo man, you bouta f*ck up my laptop bruh this shit too fire
Go head bruh... Chill Kundo!)

I been at it for days you don't know how it feel
Can't lose no way
Young nigga solid as steel
Can't put my foot on the brakes I'm tryna run up a mill
Separate from the fake and gang up with the real
I'm not the type to sit back and gon wait for a deal
I'm more like the type that's gon go chase a sack in the field
I'm doing me bitch give a f*ck how you feel!
F*ck what you talking bout I'm going in for the kill!

Won't catch me in a coupe
Big body four door
Bitch I look sweet take a photo
Step on these niggas like an insole
Bitch I'm the Sensei in the dojo
You broke and you think you got say so you loco
Speed up the E way I'm ducking the po po
Talk down on Trento you know that's a no no
Lil nigga how you gon speak on some shit that you don't know

WAIT

Give me a minute
I'm back up in it
Might die for my brothers I might do a sentence
These niggas is thinking this shit all a gimmick
No I can't kick it this shit ain't a picnic
Ran them bands up I'm on track I'm a Olympic
He want whole clip but I give em a snippet
Pockets was skimp, nigga now I'm getting it
Kundo wrap the crank up then he send it

You do me fifty, love you from a distance
I'm smoking on zaza, you smoking on incense
Bitch all in my phone, tell her get out my business
I been up all day working and you sittin
The way that did they did me it can't be forgiven
Heart way too cold, better pass me my mittens
I stay ten toes!
Won't tap not submittin!
And they said they was gon stay down but they didn't!

I been at it for days you don't know how it feel
Can't lose no way
Young nigga solid as steel
Can't put my foot on the brakes I'm tryna run up a mill
Separate from the fake and gang up with the real
I'm not the type to sit back and gon wait for a deal
I'm more like the type that's gon go chase a sack in the field
I'm doing me bitch give a f*ck how you feel!
F*ck what you talking bout I'm going in for the kill!

Won't catch me in a coupe
Big body four door
Bitch I look sweet take a photo
Step on these niggas like an insole
Bitch I'm the Sensei in the dojo
You broke and you think you got say so you loco
Speed up the E way I'm ducking the po po
Talk down on Trento you know that's a no no
Lil nigga how you gon speak on some shit that you don't know
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(Kundo man, you bouta f*ck up my laptop bruh this shit too fire
Go head bruh... Chill Kundo!)

I been at it for days you don't know how it feel
Can't lose no way
Young nigga solid as steel
Can't put my foot on the brakes I'm tryna run up a mill
Separate from the fake and gang up with the real
I'm not the type to sit back and gon wait for a deal
I'm more like the type that's gon go chase a sack in the field
I'm doing me bitch give a f*ck how you feel!
F*ck what you talking bout I'm going in for the kill!

Won't catch me in a coupe
Big body four door
Bitch I look sweet take a photo
Step on these niggas like an insole
Bitch I'm the Sensei in the dojo
You broke and you think you got say so you loco
Speed up the E way I'm ducking the po po
Talk down on Trento you know that's a no no
Lil nigga how you gon speak on some shit that you don't know

WAIT

Give me a minute
I'm back up in it
Might die for my brothers I might do a sentence
These niggas is thinking this shit all a gimmick
No I can't kick it this shit ain't a picnic
Ran them bands up I'm on track I'm a Olympic
He want whole clip but I give em a snippet
Pockets was skimp, nigga now I'm getting it
Kundo wrap the crank up then he send it

You do me fifty, love you from a distance
I'm smoking on zaza, you smoking on incense
Bitch all in my phone, tell her get out my business
I been up all day working and you sittin
The way that did they did me it can't be forgiven
Heart way too cold, better pass me my mittens
I stay ten toes!
Won't tap not submittin!
And they said they was gon stay down but they didn't!

I been at it for days you don't know how it feel
Can't lose no way
Young nigga solid as steel
Can't put my foot on the brakes I'm tryna run up a mill
Separate from the fake and gang up with the real
I'm not the type to sit back and gon wait for a deal
I'm more like the type that's gon go chase a sack in the field
I'm doing me bitch give a f*ck how you feel!
F*ck what you talking bout I'm going in for the kill!

Won't catch me in a coupe
Big body four door
Bitch I look sweet take a photo
Step on these niggas like an insole
Bitch I'm the Sensei in the dojo
You broke and you think you got say so you loco
Speed up the E way I'm ducking the po po
Talk down on Trento you know that's a no no
Lil nigga how you gon speak on some shit that you don't know
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Writer: Trenton Talley
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