Uh, shawty slid right in my DM
Uh, shawty slid right in my DM
Uh, Shawty slid
Ahh, yeah
Shawty slid right in my DM
Uh, she said she wanna be my BM
Yeah, I got some hittas on go
Said you got a man just leave him
But these bitches tricks and they all lie
Say you want me? Hell nah bitch bye
I'm up on a plane, damn I'm too high
And Trizzy on go ima get me a lot
And I'm getting money it's part of the plot
Bro getting f*cked up, his brain rot!
I'm bringing them racks in
My bag hold a Mac 10
Lil Brodie wanna keep playing
Yeah, ima show him where he lay
Uh! If I go say something now
Uh huh! You ain't gon' have shit to say
Ima keep getting this money
Yeah, ima show you a lil bag
Iced out my wrist make it sunny
Uh, calling on me I won't lag
You hating on me you a dummy
And all you weirdos some fags!
I know yo bitch ain't gonna dub me
You talking but I hear no facts! Damn!
Yeah, ima slide through with the gang
Yeah iced out my bitch Johnny Dang
Uh, my circle tight I ain't playin'
Uh, me and you we ain't the same
Yeah I get sad when I ain't gain
Uh, f*ckin' this bitch give her pipe
Uh, she said Trizzy you my type!
But Trizzy is only one type, uh
Uh, she said Trizzy you my type!
But Trizzy is only one type, uh
Uh, but Trizzy is only one type!
Shawty slid right in my DM
Uh, she said she wanna be my BM
Yeah, I got some hittas on go
Said you got a man just leave him
But these bitches tricks and they all lie
Say you want me? Hell nah bitch bye
I'm up on a plane, damn I'm too high
And Trizzy on go ima get me a lot
I remember back in school, uh
They said that Trizzy a fool, uh
Now they eat me up like food, what they say?
"How did you make it and what did you do?"
Ima act stupid I don't have a clue
Minding my business I cook the Stu'
My money was green now it turned blue
They said I'm sick guess I got the flu
F*ck with me now but I don't know you
My circle tight we keeping it true
I'm standing tall right on my feet
Uh, I don't give a f*ck how you move
Uh, zoom off in a new GLE
Yeah, slam on that gas ima Ski
Uh, leave all the opps on the scene
Uh, I'm Smokey the bear you a feign
Yeah I know I'm good but ima get better
They calling Trizzy the young trendsetter
I got them Glocks, I got Berettas
Pop his ass twice leave his family a letter
You cannot compete, 'cause I'm doing better
You cannot compete, leave his family a letter
Shawty slid right in my DM
Uh, she said she wanna be my BM
Yeah, I got some hittas on go
Said you got a man just leave him
But these bitches tricks and they all lie
Say you want me? Hell nah bitch bye
I'm up on a plane, damn I'm too high
And Trizzy on go ima get me a lot
Trizzy XO - One Type Lyrics
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Uh, shawty slid right in my DM
Uh, shawty slid right in my DM
Uh, Shawty slid
Ahh, yeah
Shawty slid right in my DM
Uh, she said she wanna be my BM
Yeah, I got some hittas on go
Said you got a man just leave him
But these bitches tricks and they all lie
Say you want me? Hell nah bitch bye
I'm up on a plane, damn I'm too high
And Trizzy on go ima get me a lot
And I'm getting money it's part of the plot
Bro getting f*cked up, his brain rot!
I'm bringing them racks in
My bag hold a Mac 10
Lil Brodie wanna keep playing
Yeah, ima show him where he lay
Uh! If I go say something now
Uh huh! You ain't gon' have shit to say
Ima keep getting this money
Yeah, ima show you a lil bag
Iced out my wrist make it sunny
Uh, calling on me I won't lag
You hating on me you a dummy
And all you weirdos some fags!
I know yo bitch ain't gonna dub me
You talking but I hear no facts! Damn!
Yeah, ima slide through with the gang
Yeah iced out my bitch Johnny Dang
Uh, my circle tight I ain't playin'
Uh, me and you we ain't the same
Yeah I get sad when I ain't gain
Uh, f*ckin' this bitch give her pipe
Uh, she said Trizzy you my type!
But Trizzy is only one type, uh
Uh, she said Trizzy you my type!
But Trizzy is only one type, uh
Uh, but Trizzy is only one type!
Shawty slid right in my DM
Uh, she said she wanna be my BM
Yeah, I got some hittas on go
Said you got a man just leave him
But these bitches tricks and they all lie
Say you want me? Hell nah bitch bye
I'm up on a plane, damn I'm too high
And Trizzy on go ima get me a lot
I remember back in school, uh
They said that Trizzy a fool, uh
Now they eat me up like food, what they say?
"How did you make it and what did you do?"
Ima act stupid I don't have a clue
Minding my business I cook the Stu'
My money was green now it turned blue
They said I'm sick guess I got the flu
F*ck with me now but I don't know you
My circle tight we keeping it true
I'm standing tall right on my feet
Uh, I don't give a f*ck how you move
Uh, zoom off in a new GLE
Yeah, slam on that gas ima Ski
Uh, leave all the opps on the scene
Uh, I'm Smokey the bear you a feign
Yeah I know I'm good but ima get better
They calling Trizzy the young trendsetter
I got them Glocks, I got Berettas
Pop his ass twice leave his family a letter
You cannot compete, 'cause I'm doing better
You cannot compete, leave his family a letter
Shawty slid right in my DM
Uh, she said she wanna be my BM
Yeah, I got some hittas on go
Said you got a man just leave him
But these bitches tricks and they all lie
Say you want me? Hell nah bitch bye
I'm up on a plane, damn I'm too high
And Trizzy on go ima get me a lot
Uh, shawty slid right in my DM
Uh, Shawty slid
Ahh, yeah
Shawty slid right in my DM
Uh, she said she wanna be my BM
Yeah, I got some hittas on go
Said you got a man just leave him
But these bitches tricks and they all lie
Say you want me? Hell nah bitch bye
I'm up on a plane, damn I'm too high
And Trizzy on go ima get me a lot
And I'm getting money it's part of the plot
Bro getting f*cked up, his brain rot!
I'm bringing them racks in
My bag hold a Mac 10
Lil Brodie wanna keep playing
Yeah, ima show him where he lay
Uh! If I go say something now
Uh huh! You ain't gon' have shit to say
Ima keep getting this money
Yeah, ima show you a lil bag
Iced out my wrist make it sunny
Uh, calling on me I won't lag
You hating on me you a dummy
And all you weirdos some fags!
I know yo bitch ain't gonna dub me
You talking but I hear no facts! Damn!
Yeah, ima slide through with the gang
Yeah iced out my bitch Johnny Dang
Uh, my circle tight I ain't playin'
Uh, me and you we ain't the same
Yeah I get sad when I ain't gain
Uh, f*ckin' this bitch give her pipe
Uh, she said Trizzy you my type!
But Trizzy is only one type, uh
Uh, she said Trizzy you my type!
But Trizzy is only one type, uh
Uh, but Trizzy is only one type!
Shawty slid right in my DM
Uh, she said she wanna be my BM
Yeah, I got some hittas on go
Said you got a man just leave him
But these bitches tricks and they all lie
Say you want me? Hell nah bitch bye
I'm up on a plane, damn I'm too high
And Trizzy on go ima get me a lot
I remember back in school, uh
They said that Trizzy a fool, uh
Now they eat me up like food, what they say?
"How did you make it and what did you do?"
Ima act stupid I don't have a clue
Minding my business I cook the Stu'
My money was green now it turned blue
They said I'm sick guess I got the flu
F*ck with me now but I don't know you
My circle tight we keeping it true
I'm standing tall right on my feet
Uh, I don't give a f*ck how you move
Uh, zoom off in a new GLE
Yeah, slam on that gas ima Ski
Uh, leave all the opps on the scene
Uh, I'm Smokey the bear you a feign
Yeah I know I'm good but ima get better
They calling Trizzy the young trendsetter
I got them Glocks, I got Berettas
Pop his ass twice leave his family a letter
You cannot compete, 'cause I'm doing better
You cannot compete, leave his family a letter
Shawty slid right in my DM
Uh, she said she wanna be my BM
Yeah, I got some hittas on go
Said you got a man just leave him
But these bitches tricks and they all lie
Say you want me? Hell nah bitch bye
I'm up on a plane, damn I'm too high
And Trizzy on go ima get me a lot
Writer: Tristan Zamora
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid