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[Verse 1: TrendsettaTrev]
I’m From the Land of them 808’s
O to 8 , Trey-Eight
Area Code 718 Or 347
Man I’m burning planes like 911
God Almighty 365
That’s 24/7
I’m Rolled up I don’t give a f–k
Like no cut
Ludacris put them bows up
I’m shining like gold fronts
I’m the choosing one
Illest rapper I’m the only one
Them other n—a’s are the older ones
But bishop n—a I hold the gun
No joke, you n—a’s get smoked,you n—a’s on dope, you n—a’s on coke
Like whoo, like wooa ,like no, look at his face look at him smile boy you think this sh*t is a joke
Now tell me something I ain’t never seen
Blue Dream and that purple lean
Good Weed and that Hennessy
Bless me cause im feeling to sneeze
Achooo
Achooo
My n—a’s got hammers, and they pointing at you
[Hook]
But f*ck em I’m on my bully
F*ck em I’m on my bully
Put on my city
Put on my hoody
F*ck em I’m on my bully
F*ck em I’m on my bully
Put on my city
Put on my hoody
[Verse 2: TrendsettaTrev]
I’m Shining like sunny days
Rolling up a hunnit jays
You can get touch for a half a dollar
Now that’s Gunplay
In the booth my gun range
Ill n—a since 1st grade
Best rapper I must say
You losing in the worst way
I’m feeling like I’m Weezy
Feeling like I’m Stevie
So many boxes its like a checkerboard that I’m jumping over king me
Oh yea n—a
Now that’s rare n—a
FlatTop (Faded)
The powers in my hair n—a
Twisted Twisted
Oven Baked
Biscuit
Wake and Bake
Probably smoke a 8th
Then go about my business
I am my own witness
Flexing
Fitness
Getting money is my sickness
Out of line big B*tch
[Hook]
But f*ck em I’m on my bully
F*ck em I’m on my bully
Put on my city
Put on my hoody
F*ck em I’m on my bully
F*ck em I’m on my bully
Put on my city
Put on my hoody
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