trumpet talk Lyrics

Yeah, aye

I'm on top of my class like a prom king, but I go bottom up like it's cheers (it's cheers)

These cuddis act cool tryna fit in acting drunk off half a beer (they actin up)

My gang ain't got no tolerance they sippin Everclear, (they pourin up)

and I ain't talkin estate but I be keepin it real like windermere (I keep it a buck)

I saw 2 kicks I fuck with, couldn't pick I bought em both (I couldn't pick)

When I rap on the track go dumb like Homer, but I got a 4.0 (I'm going dumb)

Nah don't got a 4.0 but I really got a scope and I hit him in his dome (yeah I hit him in his dome)

I'm fast in whipski but I got a speed boost when she home alone (haha)

(y-y-yung sanjay)

I go dumb on the track, go dumb in whip, I'm a dawg I need a bone (I need a bone)

Ain't no old money we got new money and it's fresh like fine cologne (like fine cologne)

If he talk shit leave him paralyzed, he turn into a gnome (he talkin shit)

Couldn't keep up with the action tell that boy to stay the fuck at home (yeah stay at home)

Ain't no seltzers, ain't no truly, only sippin' Chardonnay (woah)

I do anything for her I die for her cus she my bae (yeah she my bae)

My talent hard to come by like a needle in some hay (I'm one of a kind)

You know my shit go hard, yeah I just eat it up like Frito Lay (like Frito Lay) (aha)

My boys get rowdy (shii)

I hit one time then I hit 2 times then I'm outy (hit it one time then I'm out)

I'm playing I stay for good yeah I'm not from the hood but I knock on wood (I knock on wood)

I get to the bag like a business and that business where I stood (I stand that shit)

I work like 10-1 that's 3 hour shifts I'm broke as fuck (I need that bread)

But one day I'll add zeros to my bank when I blow up (when I blow up!)

Just trust the process, tap in with the kid I'll make the cut

And I got 2 550s that's 1100, add it up (just add it up)

I go dumb on the track, go dumb in whip, I'm a dawg I need a bone

Ain't no old money we got new money and it's fresh like fine cologne (like fine cologne)

Yeah, aye

Woah, oh shit

Yeah aye, yeah aye

Aye

Just do it like Nike, I wear a white tee, stackin up bread baby call n' collect

My bro got a DUI but he back on his feet, matter fact yeah he iced out his neck

In the stu with nobody, it's me and myself, yeah late night work til I got no regrets

I wanna be the best me I could ever ask for, yung sanjay never settle for less

Ain't a bird in the trap but I sing, McKnight

One hand out the window that's how I ride

He a wanna be gangster, he dont got a pipe

He probably working a 9-5

I'ma entrepreneur, always doin what's right

And I live in the moment like boy I'm alive

Ain't strapped but you know I ain't fraid of a fight,

And my boys got my back, we ride or we die

(just do it like Nike, I wear a white tee, stackin up bread baby call n' collect)

(my bro got a DUI but he back on his feet, matter fact yeah he iced out his neck)

(i'ma entrepreneur, always doin what's right and I live in the moment like boy I'm alive)

(ain't strapped but you know I ain't fraid of a fight, and my boys got my back, we ride or we die)