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evil! Video (MV)




Performed By: Trezzi!
Language: English
Length: 2:02
Written by: Trey Jones




Trezzi! - evil! Lyrics




Better just watch how you move in this shit we got blicks
Whole outfit new might take a flick
Got a new bitch she so damn thick
Nigga got jumped he stepped on my kicks
Took off my jacket i jumped in the pit
I got some hallows they pop you like zit
Twin might crash he ask for the stick
Hit with a truck like a linebacker blitz
Walk in the store nd I take what i want
Take a lil bitch nd i fold like croissant
She know that she bad cause she get what she want
I got two guns like two fist they gon punch

Nigga said he got beef , told that f*ck boy push
Twin heard a knock at the door nd we suit up
Punch on a f*ck nigga told that boy get up
Rappin' so fast niggas thought it was sped up
If I'm not smokin' then bitch i am fed up
Jus started rappin' i got a play catch up
Got hit with the blick nd that f*ck nigga swell up
Show that boy gas nd he really wanna meet up
If you got a blick then hold ya stick up
Know he a snitch nd I told that boy fess up
Took his lil bitch nd I really caress ha
Nigga had trust me I took that boy treasure
No lil bitch i don't think i can help ya
Cold as the f*ck nd I don't like the weather
F*ck with AG he get put on a stretcher
Me nd twin playin' duos we walk down together
I know where he stay so i wrote him a letter
Yes that boy rap but I think i am better
Nigga took off his head nd he did it no pressure
Don't like how you weigh the gas let me measure
Nigga got hit with a f*cking suppressor
Nigga gon tweak like he motherf*ckin' Trevor
Jump out the car nd just shoot at whoever

I poor like two lines of that juice in my cup
Beat is so hard got to get up nd jump
Niggas all in the kitchen nd they sturrin' it up
In the trap with my bitch nd she weighin' it up
He might lose his life I'm not makin' it up
Gas out the pack nd I'm rollin' it up
Took that boy gun cause he won't give it up
Pop a damn 30 its keepin' me up
Now why tf would you think that I lack
Took that boy off nd run off with a sack
When i go to the store dont pay for no snacks
Walk in the function I smell just like thrax
Circle his block nd we really attack
My gun got a flash nd I told em get back
Lemme drive the whip nd I told em sit back
Upgrade my blick nd he tryna catch hats
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Better just watch how you move in this shit we got blicks
Whole outfit new might take a flick
Got a new bitch she so damn thick
Nigga got jumped he stepped on my kicks
Took off my jacket i jumped in the pit
I got some hallows they pop you like zit
Twin might crash he ask for the stick
Hit with a truck like a linebacker blitz
Walk in the store nd I take what i want
Take a lil bitch nd i fold like croissant
She know that she bad cause she get what she want
I got two guns like two fist they gon punch

Nigga said he got beef , told that f*ck boy push
Twin heard a knock at the door nd we suit up
Punch on a f*ck nigga told that boy get up
Rappin' so fast niggas thought it was sped up
If I'm not smokin' then bitch i am fed up
Jus started rappin' i got a play catch up
Got hit with the blick nd that f*ck nigga swell up
Show that boy gas nd he really wanna meet up
If you got a blick then hold ya stick up
Know he a snitch nd I told that boy fess up
Took his lil bitch nd I really caress ha
Nigga had trust me I took that boy treasure
No lil bitch i don't think i can help ya
Cold as the f*ck nd I don't like the weather
F*ck with AG he get put on a stretcher
Me nd twin playin' duos we walk down together
I know where he stay so i wrote him a letter
Yes that boy rap but I think i am better
Nigga took off his head nd he did it no pressure
Don't like how you weigh the gas let me measure
Nigga got hit with a f*cking suppressor
Nigga gon tweak like he motherf*ckin' Trevor
Jump out the car nd just shoot at whoever

I poor like two lines of that juice in my cup
Beat is so hard got to get up nd jump
Niggas all in the kitchen nd they sturrin' it up
In the trap with my bitch nd she weighin' it up
He might lose his life I'm not makin' it up
Gas out the pack nd I'm rollin' it up
Took that boy gun cause he won't give it up
Pop a damn 30 its keepin' me up
Now why tf would you think that I lack
Took that boy off nd run off with a sack
When i go to the store dont pay for no snacks
Walk in the function I smell just like thrax
Circle his block nd we really attack
My gun got a flash nd I told em get back
Lemme drive the whip nd I told em sit back
Upgrade my blick nd he tryna catch hats
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Writer: Trey Jones
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