a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

chuuwee & trizz - tampons & handguns lyrics

[verse 1: trizz]
n-ggas be talkin that sh-t and ain’t wit it
i swear they ain’t wit it at all
these n-ggas be k!llin me dog
a n-gga be spittin they feelin me yall
a n-gga be hittin these blogs
spittin these writtens be gettin me draws
smokin and ditchin the laws
rollin up loud gettin lit wit a broad
n-ggas be frontin they ain’t gone do nothin
but talk and that’s and that’s all
for a dumb b-tch
broke as f-ck and act dumb rich
my cl1ck in hear and we dumb thick
strapped up in case son trip
break legs and we bust lips
f-ck ya’ll u don’t want this
i’m on now and they hate that
diss n sh-t but they can’t rap
that sh-t trash my sh-t slap
no fans cuz that sh-t wack
fake love and these fake daps
dime bags, u fake trap
talk sh-t but u can’t scr-p
they came deep so i came strapped
trizz!

[hook: chuuwee]
i’m in my twitter mentions with a tampon and a handgun
n-ggas be p-ssy and fanboy send the address and i can come
n-ggas be flexing on ig how you shooting sumn wit a flare gun
n-ggas testing you try me get an iv yea head bust
i’m in my twitter mentions with a tampon and a handgun
n-ggas be p-ssy and fanboy send the address and i can come
n-ggas be flexing on ig how you shooting sumn wit a flare gun
n-ggas testing you try me get an iv yea head bust

[verse 2: chuuwee]
n-ggas be telling people i’m a hot head guess i am one.. huh..
i’m in my twitter mentions wit a tampon and a handgun.. yea..
cuz n-ggas is p-ssy and f-ck your event n-gga nah i can’t come..
i need 4 bands and a hotel and no flyer till the flight plans come.. unh..
i know my wealth n-gga if there’s money made you gone hand some..
we like 6 hours apart now but she c-ming for me kuz i’m handsome..
i talk a b-tch out her pants some i can send her to go get a band from em..
she be watching my page like a fan does leave her bedroom pullin my pants up yea..
i’m in the cut selling drugs
and he ain’t real blood i won’t bump young thug
where was the posse when chuuwee pulled up?
you were lonely and scared to approach me.. bruh
i pack a hamza don’t got a snub
i’m goin hands i’m beating up chumps
i’m growing plants.. tending to bud..
still most blunted i smoke in the club

- chuuwee trizz lyrics

Random Lyrics

HOT LYRICS