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Mr. Trim
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Mr. Trim was released on March 9, 2026 by Beretta; ℗ 2026 PTG Productions/ ZonedOut Inc./ GUAPPKIDD CINEMATIC$ ENT. as a part of the album 3.09
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Album3.09
Release DateMarch 9, 2026
LabelBeretta; ℗ 2026 PTG Productions/ ZonedOut Inc./ GUAPPKIDD CINEMATIC$ ENT.
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM63

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Beretta
Beretta
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Naquash Bent JR
Naquash Bent JR
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Hesonfyer
Hesonfyer
Producer, Engineer

Lyrics

I wanna twerk on the flo, flo (that's word to my..)
She wanna twerk on a boat (Yes)
I do not care 'bout these ****
So why would you think that I care 'bout a hoe, hoe (that's right)
All of my **** be ready to shoot out these bitches
My **** so cold, cold
And that's word to my, and that's word to my.. Glah!
Huh, okay
I make her shake on the flo'
Pass her the tan it's like murder she wrote, yes
She said she love to be choked, gang guapp gang
Like bitch, no I don't know you who the fuck said you could smoke?
(Clap! Clap!) I love how it throw
(Clap! Clap!) I'm in love with your throat like yes, yes
And she telling me clock it
But bitch I got you in my pocket
Crodie the plug, like where is the socket at? Don't fuck around I got the rocket
Flick, flick, flick like that's the sound of the knockings
Think this a game? But bitch this ain't Bop It!
Cut you out the picture like I had to crop it
Glah, me and my, me and my bitch in the stu had to tell her call The Hotties
Damn, this spliff hot like Bobby
Yupp! Knowing I'm Luvin Her Body
The shit that I'm smoking, shit that I'm drinking fuck, this shit got me walking wobbly
Yes, you throw that ass properly
Keep shaking it
Keep shaking it
Keep throwing it, yes
I go hard I put that on my granny
She on my body had to whim her whammy, bet
She hold my kids like a nanny, yes
She pain, keep her close like fanny
I fucked her too good I was hitting it right, she felt a way then she damned me
I'm smacked, I got the tools like I'm Manny
That's a fact, he an actor need a Grammy
Huh, okay
I make her shake on the flo'
Pass her the tan it's like murder she wrote, yes
She said she love to be choked, gang guapp gang
Like bitch, no I don't know you who the fuck said you could smoke?
(Clap! Clap!) I love how it throw
(Clap! Clap!) I'm in love with your throat like yes, yes
And she telling me clock it
But bitch I got you in my pocket
Crodie the plug, like where is the socket at? Don't fuck around I got the rocket
Flick, flick, flick like that's the sound of the knockings
Think this a game? But bitch this ain't Bop It!
Cut you out the picture like I had to crop it
Glaow, ****!
Gang Guapp Gang
Gang Guapp, like
Gang Guapp, like
That's word to my dead
I ain't gon lie, Fyer, the booth on fire with this one word to my dead like
Glttah bow like
Gang! Glaow! Glah!
Written by: Naquash Bent JR
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