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2ruce – trix are for kidz lyrics

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trix are for kidz + truce ft. bryalle (prod. lovemynine & bryalle)

(truce)
yuh, let me go pop my sh+t
came in dis bih wit my twin
yea we get fly as sh+t (brrr)
im wit lil bry and lil nine, in the stu we makin fye and sh+t. (dat fyeeeee)
i had to tell dat lil b+tch
no i ain’t buyin u sh+t, yuh
its almost halloween, so this hoe, must think, that im, a trick
had to tell dat hoe dat trix are 4 kidz
ballin hard, they tryn copy my sigs
tryna take over man i can’t even miss
yuh, all these hatin ass n+ggas ride d+ck, (uhh)
my shoota came tac’ wit dat switch
im ridin round wit 5% on my tint
he want smoke wit us yea he better enlist
cuz u gon need heavy ar+till+ery
ya hoe eat my d+ck likе a delicacy
gettin harder to namе n+ggas better den me
got da rick pants, wit da vetements tee
this hoe tryn trap me with a pregnancy
my ex want me back she begging me
im smoking za im high off tree
in da garden b+tch just like adam n eve
ya ya ya
and this hoe f+ck it up f+ck it up
dis hoe say i keep f+ckin up f+ckin up
and my shooter gon keep buggin up buckin em
h+lla hoes in the function but i ain’t cuffin em
ion fw cuffin i ain’t police
in the field n+gga like a goalie
in the field i might just cop mo cleats
gettin cold might cop me a moncleez
feel like lil boat, smokin brocoli
this hoe eat my shrimp, like hibachi
and these n+ggas flows wishy washy
n+ggas see me, and then, they copy
im the big captain i feel like kenpachi
if u ain’t talkin bout bread then u lost me
all of dese n+ggas they mad they can’t top me
(bryalle)
why he tryna run now
b+tch im tryna pipe up
i ain’t tryna pipe down
think he k!llin my vibe
think u gotta get out
yea im gettin h+lla high
yea i got da large amounts
think u gotta get down, on ur knees, s+u+c+k
yea im makin fye up on da beat like im ckaine
ion know why dis hoe still wit me, what u see in me?
yuh, leave me u gon see, u gon see one day

(truce)
yuh, let me go pop my sh+t
came in dis bih wit my twin
yea we get fly as sh+t (brrr)
im wit lil bry and lil nine, in the stu we makin fye and sh+t. (dat fyeeeee)
i had to tell dat lil b+tch
no i ain’t buyin u sh+t, yuh
its almost halloween, so this hoe, must think, that im, a trick
had to tell dat hoe dat trix are 4 kidz
ballin hard, they tryn copy my sigs
tryna take over man i can’t even miss
yuh, all these hatin ass n+ggas ride d+ck, (uhh)
my shoota came tac’ wit dat switch
im ridin round wit 5% on my tint
he want smoke wit us yea he better enlist
cuz u gon need heavy ar+till+ery
ya hoe eat my d+ck like a delicacy
gettin harder to name n+ggas better den me
got da rick pants, wit da vetements tee
this hoe tryn trap me with a pregnancy
my ex want me back she begging me
im smoking za im high off tree
in da garden b+tch just like adam n eve



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