Trolly

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[Intro] Yeah Yeah [Chorus] All of these niggas, they fake, they bogus Came in the game and I was the coldest Pull up with the gang like we a white lotus Popsicle my wrist, my tint is just frozen The key to this shit, bitch I am the token Most of these niggas ain't havin' no motion She give me her love and all her devotion Ain't handin' out strikes, nigga this ain't bowling Runnin' the field like I'm Anquan Boldin Step in this shit, causin' a commotion I'm in it to win it, ain't no other option Let's get it, let's get it, let's gеt it, let's get it You smokin' reggiе, but you smokin' on midget Told that bitch get it sloppy, don't do no lil kissin' Step out on drugs and I'm fly like I'm Blitzen Oh my God, she got some friends for the gang, oh my God Step out in Palm Angels and Fear of God I put my trust just all in my rod She get a feel for it, oh my God Let's go, let's go And whip up the pot Let's go, let's go And T up the block Let's go, let's go And scrape up the pot Let's go, eliminate all the opps, let's go Ooh, yeah, ooh Check out the drip Yeah, ooh Masked up in this bitch like Doom Top Tier Shit like the legion of Doom I'm like a flower that's waiting to bloom Evolve like I'm asleep in a cocoon High as hell bitch, I am not in the room My soul left my body, I went to the moon [Bridge] We on the move just like it's a trolly Come back and win just like I'm Ricky Bobby I can send my boy to fuck on your thottie Don't give a fuck, I ain't worried 'bout nobody Wise as shit like a monk He is a pussy a punk Made that boy run, Forest Gump Come with that stick, ya' dumb [Chorus] All of these niggas, they fake, they bogus Came in the game and I was the coldest Pull up with the gang like we a white lotus Popsicle my wrist, my tint is just frozen The key to this shit, bitch I am the token Most of these niggas ain't havin' no motion She give me her love and all her devotion Ain't handin' out strikes, nigga this ain't bowling Runnin' the field like I'm Anquan Boldin Step in this shit, causin' a commotion I'm in it to win it, ain't no other option Let's get it, let's get it, let's get it, let's get it You smokin' reggie, but you smokin' on midget Told that bitch get it sloppy, don't do no lil kissin' Step out on drugs and I'm fly like I'm Blitzen Oh my God, she got some friends for the gang, oh my God Step out in Palm Angels and Fear of God I put my trust just all in my rod She get a feel for it, oh my God Yeah, oh my God Let's go, let's go And T up the block Let's go, let's go And scrape up the pot Let's go, eliminate all the opps, let's go Ooh, yeah, ooh Check out the drip Yeah, ooh Masked up in this bitch like Doom Top Tier Shit like the legion of Doom I'm like a flower that's waiting to bloom Evolve like I'm asleep in a cocoon High as hell bitch, I am not in the room My soul left my body and went to the moon Yeah, went to the moon
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