Tru to U

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Yeat - Electronic, Rap

Tru to U

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[Intro] Yeah, this a record label Bitch not for me, she got that Pac-sun No that shit all night, for me, she got a rack or sumn' Pockets the size of a building, all this drip on me no Pac-a-sun [Chorus] You don't have a lil' SRT, don't have a Hellcat, you lyin' I don't even gotta do shit, I just wake up and get bread without tryin' That's your old bitch, she said that she love me now, so we up in the Cayenne Finna go change my name to "Private Jet" 'cause of how much I'm high flying You can't say I won't go up, 'cause I'ma die tryin' Got a brand new four-door Rolls-Royce Cullinan truck, how I'm driving Yeah, and that bitch gon' bounce on this dick like I got me hydraulics (Yuh) I got the racks at the bottom myself, then I bought that gat again (Again) Think I'm falling in love again (Yuh) With Benjamin Franklin, I'm sorry, ma'am All this water that sit on me, collect like Hoover Dam (Yuh) In the strip club, no Madagascar, I like the way that she move it, yeah (Like she move it) Yeah, I gotta get it no option (Yuh), can you stop talking? Why you on my phone every day, every night? This shit is too exhausting So Much Fun like Thug said, no syrup and no Oxy, yeah, so awesome Tired of these dudes serving them dogs all day And my fingers blue, took a long time to get this way Ain't nothin' like me, ain't high as me Ain't nothin' like me, ain't high as me Yeah, I been through so much, don't nothin' surprise me (Nothin') I had the diamonds all on myself so they see what I see (See) [Verse] I went and took this bitch out on a date, and it was Oxy' Really, I just try to sleep when I'm on the codeine, but I took me some Molly Know that this shit is not good for my health, I can't stop doing it, I'm sorry Really just been too goated with this punchin' in shit, I feel like Ali They in a different world than me, they do not see what I see (No) If I tell them to take a step back away from me, think they gon' judge me (Stupid) We down bad, and this shit can get too ugly Yeah, that shit was sad, I could only afford to eat lunch meat They thought that I done fell off, boy, I came back like a bungee She ask me what's a damn Trackhawk, I told her the best Jeep I don't even fuck with nobody, so all my drugs is really my bestie You gotta take it or leave it, I'm getting this bread now, I swear I'm investing I'm finna miss these days when I was nothing, that was the best thing I turned this shit outta nothing, without assumption you wouldn't text me But you really was always there for me, baby, you just so sexy Don't believe my lies, you know how I get whenever I'm texting Yeah, yeah, or whenever I'm flexing Shut your dumb ass up, I'm bout go kick this shit, it get messy That's a Number Nine brand new jeans on me, no, I ain't rockin' no Guess I'm not ridin' nobody's wave, yeah, I just gotta do my best I get so high all the time, that's why I don't ever stress Gotta stay down and get right, my people, I gotta impress (Yuh) They wouldn't think I could do this shit, so I go out and flex [Chorus] That's your old bitch, she said that she love me now, so we up in the Cayenne Finna go change my name to "Private Jet" 'cause of how much I'm high flying You can't say I won't go up, 'cause I'ma die tryin' Got a brand new four-door Rolls-Royce Cullinan truck, how I'm driving Yeah, and that bitch gon' bounce on this dick like I got me hydraulics (Yuh) I got the racks at the bottom myself, then I bought that gat again (Again) Think I'm falling in love again (Yuh) With Benjamin Franklin, I'm sorry, ma'am All this water that sit on me, collect like Hoover Dam (Yuh) In the strip club, no Madagascar, I like the way that she move it, yeah (Like she move it) Yeah, I gotta get it no option (Yuh), can you stop talking? Why you on my phone every day, every night? This shit is too exhausting So Much Fun like Thug said, no syrup and no Oxy, yeah, so awesome Tired of these dudes serving them dogs all day And my fingers blue, took a long time to get this way Ain't nothin' like me, ain't high as me Ain't nothin' like me, ain't high as me Yeah I been through so much, don't nothin' surprise me (Nothin') I had the diamonds all on myself so they see what I see (See)

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  • Yeat
  • Clibbo