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PERFORMING ARTISTS
TRENDY BOIIZ
TRENDY BOIIZ
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Cynsere Birch
Cynsere Birch
Lyrics
Joshua Phillips
Joshua Phillips
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
TRENDY BOIIZ
TRENDY BOIIZ
Producer
DEE B
DEE B
Producer

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Hahaha
Remix lil bitch (Grrt Baow)
Ahaha Uh
Look
Make a **** nose red like Rudolph (Rudolph)
Bitch said I got that Smooth Talk (Smooth talk)
Everybody love when I Woo Walk (Woo)
That bitch really love to talk (She do)
That bitch really wanna fuck
Them perkys got us horny as hell (That's right)
I don't even kiss and tell
Her ass so fat (Hol on hahaha), It almost made me fell (Yea)
I bet I send that **** to hell
**** fat like Kenan, no Kel (No Kel)
I bet I steal yo boo (Boo), I bet I steal yo bitch huh
I cannot fuck wit these **** (Nah)
'Cuz **** can't fuck with themselves (They can't)
I cannot trust these bitches (Nah)
'Cuz bitches can't trust themselves (Uh-uh)
These **** can't dress they self (They can't)
These **** wearing anything (Anything)
All of them birdies sang (All of them birdies sang)
All of my bullets ring (All of my bullets ring)
When I catch that opp you know imma dunk
My pockets so green it look like the Hulk
When I step in the Stu you know imma talk
Bro named Creed he move like Assassin
I shoot from deep I might be Allen
Gun to his head I told him start rapping
This bitch dumb or this bitch cappin
Gun on my side you know im not lackin
She make it clap you know imma grab it
Im in the Stu, im making it happen like
He think he demon we send him to Heaven
Gun jammed then I kick it like Tekken (Tekken)
Bro need a Gunna I call him Lil Baby (Baby)
Put him on TV no talking no Swazye (Swayze)
Racks sent me active packs got me lazy (Lazy)
Y'all **** riding the wave like a durag (Durag)
When I see that bitch you know imma do that (Do that)
Im already knowing they not finna shoot back
Yall **** goofy lacking that kickback (Yea Yea)
Y'all **** pussy but I already knew that (Yea yea Woo)
If I see a opp **** imma boom that (I Boom that)
I pull out the Glock **** better move back (Move back Yea, yea)
Look, Take a **** off the map (Map)
Shoot a **** in his head (Head)
Shoot a **** in his leg (Leg)
Shoot a **** until he bled
I shoot a **** in his back (Grrt Grrt Baow)
I shoot a **** with the MAC's (MAC's)
Everybody know I'm Woo (Woo)
Everybody throw up the Woo (Yea)
Everybody screaming Woo (Woo)
Everybody know what I do (Hol on)
Hol on hol on wait (Yea Woo)
**** it's wraps (**** it's wraps)
**** it's facts (**** it's facts)
She wanna come over she wanna get drunk
Is this bitch stupid? or this bitch dumb? (What)
Catch me a opp you know imma dunk (Dunk)
If he see this beam, you know he gon run
I count out hundos, y'all count ones
Told this bitch suck on my dick, then we done
She was a nickel I made her a dime
You can't just blunt, I don't care if you fine
Steady heart broke and I don't know why
Lil' bitch eating my dick like some pie
Writing my story, y'all know I'm the author
She call me King, I'm moving like Arthur (Hahaha)
Don't try to creep, we gon' get to sparking
Feel like a bird on his block, imma hawk em' like (Grrt Baow)
If I catch me a ****, you know I'm gon hawk em'
If we catch us a ****, you know we gon chalk em'
Nah, nah, nah fuck it we gon switch it up
Fuck
If TRENDY catch a ****, then he ran outta luck (Haha)
If Josh see yo bitch, you know he gon fuck (Yea Yuh)
Bitch I'm JB, I don't give no fucks
Hit a **** with the switch, like his head was a puck
Stop a **** breather, hit him in his lungs
Fucking **** hoes, I do it for fun
If I catch me a ****, he better not run
If I'm pulling that trigger you that he done
Like Fuck
Lil **** run, he get hit with this pipe
If you fuck with lil TRENDY you losing your life (That's right)
These lil **** bitches all they do is type
You play with the gang, we send you to Christ
Stealing yo shit like it was a heist
If you fucking with us, we ain't letting shit slide
We killing yo ass tell yo family goodbye
I'm not in the army, but I feel like a soldier
King of the land, this shit on my shoulders
But that shit laying me down like a boulder
Girl I want you not talking no Soulja
Be with them boys, I know they gon' get you
Masked up, not talking 'bout Bruce
Saw my opp and I only shot two
But I won't miss I'm not Ben Simmons
Im itching to shoot, I'm itching to kill
I feel like I'm Mike, I'm using knife
I only shoot, I don't like to fight
She call me little, I'm taking her life (Taking her life)
Grrt Grrt Baow
Saw an opp at the deli (Deli)
So I put two rounds in his belly (In his belly)
Hahaha Woo
Catch me an opp, you know imma dunk
Like (Like)
C'mon, yea yuh (Yea yuh)
Yea it's us (Yea it's us)
Woo, Yea Yuh
It's us
Woo
Written by: Cynsere Birch, Joshua Phillips
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