TRUMPETS Lyrics

Sound the trumpets

Motha fuckas really talking like they want it

Point em out yeah show me my opponent

Y'all been chattin on the low we don't condone it

Who really want it?

Sound the trumpets

Motha fuckas really talking like they want it

Point em out yeah show me my opponent

Y'all been chattin on the low we don't condone it

Who really want it?

You niggas weak as fuck

Cappin in yo rapping just for clout we don't believe you bruh

Took a whole year off just to see I had to switch it up

Trezy told me turn it up a notch I'm tryna see wassup

Hit Axthentic for the heat he sent me back a Jimmy Butler

Yeah that's something slight

Keep a baddie by my side and she do what I like

No more codeine when I piss that shit be clear as sprite

Got casamigos in my cup we gone be lit tonight

One time for the fuck niggas and the fake hoes got no trust in em

Won't forget who switched up or held me down cause they trust the vision

Top 5 and I'm not 5 when I'm not trying on these new niggas

Slacked off but I'm back now and I won't miss bitch I'm too consistent

Sound the trumpets

Motha fuckas really talking like they want it

Point em out yeah show me my opponent

Y'all been chattin on the low we don't condone it

Who really want it?

Sound the trumpets

Motha fuckas really talking like they want it

Point em out yeah show me my opponent

Y'all been chattin on the low we don't condone it

Who really want it?

Look I'm the chosen one

Don't get it twisted my mind is wicked

Cause the shit I'm spitting

Deadlier than the deadliest venom

This forbidden fruit taste it and take a trip through my past

Seen the lowest lows shit that I witnessed make you go mad

I'm surgical with the pen

You never will understand

Been giving sweet 16s like MTV revamped

You know that I'm in my bag

That weak shit never lasts

Don't do the shit the for accolades

I do it cause I can

To any niggas that's my opposition

Boy play yo part and not my position

See that hating shit get you nowhere either early graves or the state prison

Fuck if you like it the real ones gone feel it

Ballin on em like a young Krillin

Got the soldiers on go and you know that they with it

It's really a war and the clocks ticking so

Sound the trumpets

Motha fuckas really talking like they want it

Point em out yeah show me my opponent

Y'all been chattin on the low we don't condone it

Who really want it?

Sound the trumpets

Motha fuckas really talking like they want it

Point em out yeah show me my opponent

Y'all been chattin on the low we don't condone it

Who really want it?