Skeletons

Trip J & Xanman - Rap
Skeletons
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Duration: 2:03
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[Intro: Trip J] (T Trendin) Yeah, uh [Verse 1: Trip J] I need more of what I shouldn't I took too much, but I love it But it's three days straight, I'm rollin' You might think you know, but I know Pass you up, you look a lil' different I'm in LA lookin' like Fisher I don't get over shit, I'm spinnin' I said fuck you too and I did it It be up now, I really don't feel 'em Niggas broke, still broke, I get it Hate for free, but never seen fifty He think that we don't know he dissin' Make him crash out, lookin' like Britney [Verse 2: Xanman] Nigga wanna crash out, takin' that wheel Damn, Xanman give you that pill I got a Key bitch callin' me Peele Bought her a double-R, my Cullinan still I went to Johnny for all of these grills Cartier skeleton, skeleton, skeleton I'll paint a picture for a nigga likе an elephant Fuckin' with us 'cause it's no nigga bеtter than (No) I disappear on the bitch like Randle I bought her some Baccarat candles She said, she said she like Chanel sandals Got her body done, now she too hot to handle Lean, lean, lean in my cup, pour up out a Fanta GLE Benz, but I took her out the Phantom Four-hour flight to LA when we out Atlanta Threw twenty in the club, I can be with the dancers Sayin' she pregnant, that's so random, that's so Raven [Verse 3: Trip J] Bring out the bottles like what's the occasion? I'm out the way, they like, "What's the location?" I'ma take all of this shit when I make it They wanna copy, still lookin' basic They wanna stop me, niggas be hatin' You fuckin' thotties, my bitches behavin' [Verse 4: Xanman] Ride with a Drac', it's like, "Nigga, we made it" Told a bitch I ain't Superman, I can't save her Hundred thousand on me, who the man in the blazer? Bentley Bentayga and I put her in Bottega [Verse 5: Trip J] Goin' one-twenty, be there in a lil' bit Swervin' the lane like it is what it is I got on Rick like I'm throwin' a fit Throwin' a fit, see through tint, think we gon' get out Leavin' a bitch house Niggas be flexin' they whip, it's a rental They never full, it be real as percentage We hear shots, you know I'ma send 'em They never full, it be real as percentage We hear shots, you know I'ma send 'em
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Credits
- Writers
- Trip J
- Xanman