Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
lua roach
Songwriter
yv 3 tt
Songwriter
Lyrics
Grah
Lua trilogy loves you
Im going to be 100% honest with you
I dont know what the fuck you're about to hear
At all
I haven't even heard it dawg
Im just
Ay, youre in for a ride
Like, grrah, keep it a stack
Bitches move wock 'cause they know I got bands
They be chattin' I don't give a damn
And I'm still gettin' money I know who I am
Tryna be low, he gon' hit up my 'Gram
If he smart he gon' act like a fan
Thinkin' you bigger, they got ya head gassed
Bitches slow, so I give 'em a pass
Keep it a stack
Bitches move wock, 'cause they know I got bands
They be chattin' I don't give a damn
And I'm still gettin' money I know who I am
Tryna be low, he gon' hit up my 'Gram
If he smart he gon' act like a fan
Thinkin' you bigger, they got ya head gassed
Bitches slow, so I give 'em a pass
And I just fell in love with a gangsta
So he put my name in a tatt'
But I don't let him come to the crib
So we get it on where we at
Nowadays I be duckin' them cameras
And they hype that I'm up on them banners
Callin' my phone, but they know I don't answer
In the hood, I'm like Princess Diana
I'm thick 'cause I be eatin' oats
Bitches not takin' shit from me but notes
Wanna be me, so she do my emotes
And my name in her mouth so I bet she gon' choke
To her man, l'm the girl of his dreams
Thinkin' 'bout me when he brushin' his teeth
He keep textin', I leave him on seen
Hottest bitch out and they know what I mean
Keep it a stack
Bitches move wock 'cause they know I got bands
They be chattin' I don't give a damn
But I'm still gettin' money I know who I am
Tryna be
Takin' ya boo
Makin' it move
Like flexin' on **** and bitches addictive
Feenin' for me how they usually do
Let me go you can't hold onto a ghost
I fall fall fall so close
Let me go you can't hold onto a ghost
I fall fall fall so close
This is a certified hood classic
Damn sun where'd you find this
Yeah, I'ma go fuck that bitch
I'ma go thrash that bitch
Shawty gon' suck this dick
Shawty gon' suck this dick
That's a pull-up bitch
Don't make me pull up, bitch
I'd smash that thot, then pull out bitch
Might push the Flacko shit
Watch me pull up, take your chain, lil' bitch
I'm on Deebo lit
I'm on Migo lit
I'm on kilo lit
I go psycho bitch
Watch me suck your bitch
Watch me thrash that bitch
Then I pass that bitch
Cop the Prada bitch, get one for the silt
Got that Prada bag, got one for my bitch
Lil' boy hit like blitz
Lil' boy this my bitch
Watch me trash that bitch
Then I pass that bitch
Like, grrah, keep it a stack
Bitches move wock 'cause they know I got bands
They be chattin' I don't give a damn
And I'm still gettin' money I know who I am
Tryna be low, he gon' hit up my 'Gram
If he smart he gon' act like a fan
Thinkin' you bigger, they got ya head gassed
Bitches slow, so I give 'em a pass
Like, grrah, keep it a stack
Bitches move wock, 'cause they know I got bands
They be chattin' I don't give a damn
And I'm still gettin' money I know who I am
Tryna be low, he gon' hit up my 'Gram
If he smart he gon' act like a fan
Thinkin' you bigger, they got ya head gassed
Bitches slow, so I give 'em a pass
Yeah, I'ma go fuck that bitch
I'ma go thrash that bitch
Shawty gon' suck this dick
Shawty gon' suck this dick
That's a pull-up bitch
Don't make me pull up, bitch
I'd smash that thot, then pull out bitch
Might push the Flacko shit
Watch me pull up, take your chain, lil' bitch
I'm on Deebo lit
I'm on Migo lit
I'm on kilo lit
I go psycho bitch
Watch me suck your bitch
Watch me thrash that bitch
Then I pass that bitch
Thank you for listening
To this version of Lua Trilogy Radio
I've been your host
Uh you know
You know
You know
Uh
I think the real lua trilogy was the friends
We made along the way
Let me go you can't hold onto a ghost
I fall fall fall so close
Written by: lua roach, yv 3 tt
