AA Lyrics

Hello my name Tr3L I'm about my Money(Aye, Aye)

Chrome heart this not base

My bitch don't rock bape(Aye, Aye)

Pull up in that wraith he don't want To race(Aye, Aye)

Run my bag up, it ain't no other Way

Fuck that other way my haters know I'm straight

My haters know I'm blessed, I run Up my check's

My life's still a mess, I still give it My best

I feel so lost inside my mind

Trapped in my selfish ways

These niggas funny, you a joker

I'm ace of spades

My jit just pop three brain

Now he see out of space

Boy, you a ho, diss on my name

We slide like rollerblades

Mhm-Mhm countin' up

That boy cannot hang with us

He know he ain't rich enough

I just dropped your mans, go pick Him up

RPGs don't fit in TRXs

Buy a bigger truck

I wake up and flex on all my exes

Cause I'm big enough

Shout out all my exes

Them hoes got me right

Yeah, yeah

Now I know how these hoes do you In this life

First step, get your bag

Second step, forget the past

Third step, toot on the gas

I don't plan on looking back

I do not give a fuck what you got Going on

I got a bigger purpose

Got a 40 on me

And it stutter play with my bro then He buss ya

Chrome heart this not base

My bitch don't rock bape(Aye, Aye)

Pull up in that wraith he don't want To race(Aye, Aye)

Run my bag up, it ain't no other Way

Fuck that other way my haters know I'm straight