patcertii - Trials Lyrics

Uh, uh, bitch keep throwin' me off, Tryna spend my money hoe f*ck is you on
I keep a beretta regardless of weather I keep me a heat even when it get warm
Momma told' me to just keep on rappin' and grindin', She told' me I'm one of them ones

That bitch kept on lying like she love me, I told her to send me the funds
You ain't on what you say u on, lil nigga ain't playing with guns
You don't smoke what I be smokin' on, You put huff in your lungs
Even if it's little money, don't get cracked up bout a dub
Yo, bitch all on my dick, she smell my cologne when she get a hug
These bitches for everybody, that's why none of these hoes can't get my love
Nigga, I'm fly like a dove, I hit the jay and got buzzed off the bud
Moke da jay and pass it to cuz

These niggas ain't f*ckin' with me
These niggas can't f*ck with my team
I told brodie pass me all da weed
For the money, a bitch hit her knees

Bitches be green, but I'm chasin' that green
I ain't cuffin' no hoe that'll go
I just f*ck her den pass her to bro
Coolin wit breel, you know that's my cro

I'm callin up Fendi, we know we gon' blow
Ah, you told on the men , we know you a hoe
That bitch on my dick, she in love with my flow
I get money fast, you know it don't come slow

He dissed on da men, you know where he gon' go
Made this shit for your bitch, Ya bitch she love my song
Cuz ain't have a sheet took a hit out da bong

I put up the wall,now I'm balling like john

Pass da chop ima shoot it like Von'
You pass me the ball, I'ma ball like LeBron
Damn, what the f*ck is you on
Music come on , she gon' twerk to my song

I know she right, even when she be wrong
I get her at night, get her home by the dawn
That little bitch gon off the don
He run from the car, promise he won't get far

This zaza ah send u to mars
Or it'll put you in the Sky with the stars
Think, I'm in jail, How I'm droppin' these bars
He was down bad, he was stuck on the box

Swiping this shit like I'm De'Aaron Fox
She geeked for da dick, she try to suck on my cock
I just told Fendi to pass me the cart
Beam in the dark all you see is the dot

Uh, but I'ma get bread against all odds
Call my young nigga, come and swipe his card
I call my lil' brother, come and steal his car
Walk down shit, I don't shoot from afar

He was loafin like shit, he was gone off da za
So we hit at his top