Trunk Musik Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
Dino, what's poppin'
Oh
He wanna beef, I want some paper, he gon' die for nothin
Just be the same you that you been
He wanna beef, I want some paper, he gon' die for nothin
Just be the same you that you been, or you gon' die for frontin
Look at a hatin' nigga face when he thought you was broke
He focused on us till he focused on his mother home
He ain't comin' in, we goin' in, that's how we move for deuce
They sayin' all my niggas dirty, cause the drugs we do
Bitch, I paid 150 for a line, and bought that shit in pence
Just imagine, all this dick can't really pay your rent
I can pay to get a Benz, or I can come and flip your Benz
I can pay to hit your man, or I can come and hit your head
Gangstas playin' hot potato, drop him when he hit your hands
Catch him after on the inter-talkin', he gon' be a fan
Don't play no games I never downloaded, no Call of Duty
A shooter walk inside my school, then we gon' both be shootin
I know a boy that caught a body, and was singin' to it
And when the police came, he made them hear the same music
All we do is bang to it, all we do is stayin' intruders
I know killers who eat cereal, can't lactose
I texted dead and said I'd kill you at your funeral
I texted dead and said I'd kill you, that shit crazy
Just look at his clothes, he stolen from his mans to wear it for a bitch
I promise you, these niggas dyin' for that simple shit
Make up your mind, you hold a chop, or you be doin' hips
I know a boy shot in his mouth, cause he was talkin
Nigga, this M.B. music, all my felons flyin' to it
He ain't with the maxin' glows, he don't know about this deuce boomin
All that shit gon' happen to you, that you say about me
You just hope I die, bitch, I really pray about it
Niggas think they seein' death, cause they ain't die from shots
Until they come complete the job, you still alive or not
I met a telly, with your bitch, she give him all the top
She told me where everything was at, you shouldn't love a thot
Oh my God, he ain't got nobody
He ain't got nobody
I guess that's what they be sayin
But don't be the first nigga I kill, pussy
This that Trump music