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3200 tre - who cares ? lyrics

[intro]
(tee trippin right now)
it’s thirty, come on
it’s thirty, huh
it’s thirty, huh
it’s thirty+two hunnid

[verse]
hmm, they like, ”tre, you fake as f+ck”, i’m like, “who care?”
you gon’ be by yourself behind that wall, it’s only you in there
don’t catch a life sentence, i don’t even think your boo will care
i write the right scenes, the place i wanna see, i’m movin’ there
hmm, this ain’t no four+seater car, it’s two in there
you a d+ckhead, your clip hold twelve, it’s only two in there, hmm
you ain’t go no ‘bows, it’s only two in there
you say you f+ck with chase, how i ain’t never bump into you therе? hmm
b+tch on my phone can’t wait until i pull her hair
this p+ssy ain’t for f+ckin’, b+tch, i got a bag to put in therе
where a state with no n+ggas? i’ma send my sisters there
b+tches gon’ get beat, but we ain’t gotta k!ll no n+ggas there
if the dope good, the bag gon’ sell itself just off the look
i dove in the water, i ain’t have to catch it off the hook
you n+ggas crazy, when i buy chain, it’s never gettin’ took
a n+gga reach, he d+mn near gon’ be prayin’ the devil pick him up
i’m the plug now, so i don’t think i’m ever gon’ be f+cked
if rap don’t work, i’m gon’ be out here somewhere sellin’ me some stuff
i feel like rily, shut up, n+ggas always tellin’ me too much
how they know where the bag at? somebody tellin’ them too much
hmm, i was rich when i was broke, the pape’ can’t change me
hmm, i’ll have my way around this b+tch, you n+ggas maintainin’
hmm, glock turned his face red, thought he was face paintin’
hmm, baby just got some work done, she need a waist trainer
hmm, i can’t teach you how to hustle, b+tch, i hate trainin’
hmm, i don’t f+ck with cash app, they watchin’ bank statements
hmm, you know i love the smell of money, that’s a great fragrance
hmm, know one else do, i bet what’s in that safe save me
hmm, b+tch, don’t ask me who i am? i’m one of them
you think the sh+t i’m talkin’ now some sh+t, wait ’til i touch a m, hmm
i used to write but lately, i been punchin’ in
all this weight came from my name, b+tch, i ain’t have to touch a gym
i walk around with bl!ck out, b+tch, i ain’t gotta tuck sh+t in
i hit her once, she fell in love, so i ain’t gotta f+ck again
i usually rock n+ggas to sleep, so i don’t gotta tuck ’em in
yeah, he gang but he ain’t ganger, we forgot to jump him in
[outro]
tee trippin right now

- 3200 tre lyrics

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