T.R.PSL ft. Spxnce & DemiWorld Lyrics

Why she calling on my phone while she geeked up

Chilling watching movies in crib

Yeah with my feet up

She wanna go out, why she acting like a diva?

Don't got Saint Laurent but, my swag will always please her yuh

Making plays, set my dawg up with a pick n roll

Yeah I made a plan so, my dawg just gotta pick a droe

I be blasting, making music, yelling 'till my speakers blow

Iyl* ain't the only one that's free, i'll let the eaters know

Why she say she batman?

Why she say she batman?

Night time just the only time that I could reach her

They said Jai you spread the truth, I might just let you be my preacher

How you talkin 'bout my girl and then you end up with a creature

They said Jaiden boy you glowed up

I told 'em I am that man

They said I messed my flow up, I knew they wasn't tapped in

Now they know my name, I ain't even start trapping

I knew I was then goat, yeah before I started rapping

Yeahh mm, whatcha say?

Yes, you promised that you wouldn't say a thing

Yeah you promised that you wouldn't say a thing

I let my phone ring on answer, I don't wanna play

I let my clothes hang, they air dry, i'm better over ways

Tell me it's okay but, it's okay if you don't know what to say

I was lowkey in the old days but, I was high today

I let my nuts hang, on 10 tens, I never run away

You know who I am these days

I just popped out, walking with my glock out

Not the same one from 3 years ago, don't talk down

Turning up on the stage, lets hop in the crowd

She hit me up after one link i'm like bitch wow

I'm like bitch chill, yeah this shit get too real

I'm just tryna pop these pills

I'm tryna pop a cill

I'm boutta break the bank yuh

Leave that bitch she stank yuh

Feeling like lil wayne yuh

Cause I got that thang yuh

Why she calling on my phone while she geeked up

Chilling watching movies in crib

Yeah with my feet up

She wanna go out, why she acting like a diva?

Don't got Saint Laurent but, my swag will always please her yuh

Making plays, set my dawg up with a pick n roll

Yeah I made a plan so, my dawg just gotta pick a droe

I be blasting, making music, yelling 'till my speakers blow

Iyl* ain't the only one that's free, i'll let the eaters know