TRUMP ft. A9Nikz & A92 Lyrics

Slide round der on wheels were hawking him down like Steve

I ain't no tattoo artist forearm ching man give him a sleeve

We do not indulge in sexism yes these bullets can rip through weave

I pray santy buss me with 2 44s like Christmas Eve

Shawty wan face me and her best mates got back

Know what they say practice makes perfect, lil bro go test that wap

Backed out a shank prolly thought I was scared of the shank don't try do samurai jack

Then he came back and he said they were sending corn, course we gon send that back (bap! bap!)

How much for the mash everyone put 2 in then slap 2 in a pump

And the plug just called now I'm stuck in the White House right now I'm feeling like trump

My cats keep asking for pics of the crop but these pics can't go in my insta dump

I just send em ot with the pack and put him to work like Sherman clump

Would you still give chat if we come gun blazin to the gaff your staying in

Man thought he was a jackboy went round staining till a zk stained him

The T house dont deficit we ain't cutting down food man's still weight gaining

And if they play opps songs when the gangs in the cut huh course we gon cause some mayhem

How much for the mash I ain't worried bout that inflation never affect my batch hah

Don't get wooshed in ur 6 pack wear your shin guards when you play this match

You can get flogged don't reach for my Cuban I rather go jail before my chain gets snatched

Acrylic nails and ASMR tell me all the times that your guys been scratched

They ain't gotta ask for a man's cv cah I trapped from block to block

They ain't gotta ask if the weed TT cah it's loud like jurgen klopp

Janitor thing bro came with a hoover so we're cleaning lots

And big t just dropped me the stock now I see the young boys all setting up shop

How much times have I whipped this Beemer I've done like a thousand miles

If I check my vault probably got like a thousand files

They asked if I chose this life said no like Simon cowell

Got married to the game but my fiends still walk down the aisle

How much for the mash everyone put 2 in then slap 2 in a pump

And the plug just called now I'm stuck in the White House right now I'm feeling like trump

My cats keep asking for pics of the crop but these pics can't go in my insta dump

I just send em ot with the pack and put him to work like Sherman clump

When I got bagged I was pissed at myself even Mumzy try say it weren't me but she ain't know I was

Out on the block and rolled with the rock ac dc

I never banged cc cah you narsay my weed tt

Why would I rob man for his p when I can get that same dough from a fiend

5 man in this golf pray feds don't ask for an nct

The mash cost me and arm and leg soon man might turn to an amputee

But the ting was brick and it had more bells than a Christmas tree

I threw my young boy his first rack said I don't wanna hear bout a shopping spree

How you garn say we don't drill been doing up cone to cone

And if you want talk bout trap got keys like xylophone

Told homegirl tone your ass if you wanna back this bone

Cah if you get nailed by me you gon need way more than acetone

Lost one mash but I feel like Charlie I got 1 Xtra fire in the booth

Man do it like AO beaters get bussed on yutes

I really do click and collect with my youngers Cah they trust me and I trust me too

I told K1 it's payday I dropped two o'z to the left of the T like your spelling out zoot

Spelling out zoot only God knows what's wrong with the yute

And I still sent a few packs round there O's right to the B like your tryna spell boo

Bro just said that he let suttin run last night but it weren't you know who

Said that the shipment came now he got the game in a headlock no Von flue