The Thrillest

Lyrics
[F 8 K: Hook] Don't try to clone me I'm one of the realest Kept it a thousand I'm one of the trillest Here for the paper i don't care about your feelings Married to the money and I know she gon' please me [F 8 K: Verse 1] Stuck in my ways I just want me some digits We want all that paper my nigga let's get it They fuck with the kid but they never gon' show it Sending 'em shots we ain't tweeting 'bout no beef He be whipping so hard till he twisted his wrist I got murder on my mind beforе I heard about Melly Then go murdеr these beats and make me some hits And you double the wrap 'cause you they can smell it And I shoot like I'm Doncic but I don't play for the Mavericks My niggas so slimey they'll pull up and blik I be stacking the guap ain't stunting no bitch Gone off the meds but you said it was lean You say you gon' ride you gon' die for your clique But your niggas ain't 100 , they fucking your bitch When you deep in the streets you gotta ride with your stick When you deep in the streets you gotta ride with your blik [F 8 K: Hook] Don't try to clone me I'm one of the realest Kept it a thousand I'm one of the trillest Here for the paper i don't care about your feelings Married to the money and I know she gon please me Don't try to clone me I'm one of the realest Kept it a thousand I'm one of the trillest Here for the paper i don't care about your feelings Married to the money and I know she gon please me [F 8 K: Verse 1] I've been stacking this guap and I'm never gon stop And I know a few steppers they gon' take off your top Sweep up their block I can't show no remorse Back on my grind like I'm never gon stop I'm just tryna stay low nigga fuck what you on ? But you said it was smoke so we spinning your block Gotta ride for my niggas ain't switching no blocks Ice up my wrist went and filled it with rocks Gotta hustle gotta get it so I jumped off the porch The bitch wasn't talking now topping the boy Ain't catching no feelings just give me that brain And I've been through some shit so I'm numb to the pain But I spent all my last just to get on the train Started flipping the pack just to get me some change And I've been through some shit so I'm numb to the pain Started flipping the pack just to get me some change [F 8 K: Hook] Don't try to clone me I'm one of the realest Kept it a thousand I'm one of the trillest Here for the paper i don't care about your feelings Married to the money and I know she gon please me Don't try to clone me I'm one of the realest Kept it a thousand I'm one of the trillest Here for the paper I don't care about your feelings Married to the money and I know she gon please me [ F 8 K: Verse 2] Yeah I ride with some hittas they gon' shoot if you move Gotta kill all the opps gotta score for my troupe Gotta slang with some skill when you back in the field Wanna ride with that gang gotta show us some proof Just spin on the opps then you blast if they move He played with the gang send his soul to the cloud You just like your brother we knew you a mouse We came from the mud what's the hate all about ? I came for the paper and I took a new route Steady serving them addicts gotta get to the racks You be talking that shit you gon turn to a pack You be fronting your move send his soul to the cloud [F 8 K: Hook] Don't try to clone me I'm one of the realest Kept it a thousand I'm one of the trillest Here for the paper i don't care about your feelings Married to the money and I know she gon' please me Don't try to clone me I'm one of the realest Kept it a thousand I'm one of the trillest Here for the paper i don't care about your feelings Married to the money and I know she gon' please me Don't try to clone me I'm one of the realest Kept it a thousand I'm one of the trillest Here for the paper i don't care about your feelings Married to the money and I know she gon please me Don't try to clone me I'm one of the realest Kept it a thousand I'm one of the trillest Here for the paper i don't care about your feelings Married to the money and I know she gon' please me
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Credits
- Writers
- Femi Okusanya