Fat Trel - I'm Ill - Tekst piosenki, lyrics - teksciki.pl

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Dree the drummer Damn all that gang shit Yeah, we're on that gang shit Ha, you heard This shit get real [Pre-Hook] Say you wanna work one, flirt one Put it up a skirt one Put em in the dirt one Hit it where it hurt Young nigga wish you work This shit get real [Hook] Say she wanna fuck in the back of the truck While I roll me a blunt with the window rolled up With my finger in her butt and a cup Finna pop me a pill [Chorus] Lets do it trill I met a slut, I touched her butt, I copped a feel (I copped a feel) My bitch be worried cause I’m always in the field (I’m in the field) I'm never worried cause I always got the steal (I got the steal) I don’t give a fuck, he don’t give a fuck She don’t give a fuck, we don’t give a fuck Bitch walked up like roll up Turn around tell that bitch hold up Bumpin that 56 nights On the molly up 56 nights Airpot five-fiftysix flights And nigga had to fuck 56 dikes Drop a bell on the scale, that work (that work) Damn well you could tell I'm perfect (I'm perfect) Nigga sell no chick then church it Gotta pack like nigga got verses Got lean like a nigga got water Got a migo bitch from the border Got a team and I got Jordan's Damn I would’ve fucked your daughter (mawh) [x2] Nigga I don’t give a fuck, nigga whats up Nigga die right now, nigga good luck I’m the only nigga, hold up hood up We could fuck right now, bitch what's up [Pre-Hook] Say you wanna work one, flirt one Put it up a skirt one Put em in the dirt one Hit it where it hurt Young nigga wish you work This shit get real [Hook] Say she wanna fuck in the back of the truck While I roll me a blunt with the window rolled up With my finger in her butt and a cup Finna pop me a pill [Chorus] Lets do it trill I met a slut, I touched her butt, I copped a feel (I copped a feel) My bitch be worried cause I’m always in the field (I’m in the field) I'm never worried cause I always got the steal (I got the steal) [Boosa] Pulled up nigga no slowed up Nigga paid mine, get burnt up Higher than the bitch, no low fare Even though I got shit real, no joking I dont fuck with niggas, if a nigga ain't real Bitch pulling up finna cop me a feel I ain't with the talk, when I got that steal Posting on my block, I get it how I live Got 60 bank cuz I got two kids I ain't gunna stop till I set a couple mil Couple real niggas, bad bitches in the feel Fuck the police cuz I only shoot to kill Even in jail, come up with a pill Fuck the police cuz I only shoot to kill Even in jail, come up with a pill Let niggas know this shit for real This shit for real For all my niggas in the feel (We in the feel) We pop a pill We cop a feel, fuck your bitch Thats how I feel [Pre-Hook] Say you wanna work one, flirt one Put it up a skirt one Put em in the dirt one Hit it where it hurt Young nigga wish you work This shit get real [Hook] Say she wanna fuck in the back of the truck While I roll me a blunt with the window rolled up With my finger in her butt and a cup Finna pop me a pill [Chorus] Lets do it trill I met a slut, I touched her butt, I copped a feel (I copped a feel) My bitch be worried cause I’m always in the field (I’m in the field) I'm never worried cause I always got the steal (I got the steal) Thats how I feel
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