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jim jones - we set the trends lyrics

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[intro: takeoff & jim jones]
migo, brrt
talkin’ to me crazy, n+gga
been havin’ that sh+t on, n+gga
drippin’ to the floor to the door, n+gga, you hear me?
bordaeux and non native
my godd+mn cup
yeah, huh

[chorus: takeoff]
we set the trends (trends)
bringin’ in ends (bringin’ in cash)
i’ma have to call my accountant to make sure this sh+t came in (brrt)
it’s just me and my gang (gang)
f+ck n+ggas, we don’t do friends (f+ck)
what he say? he want smoke? (smoke)
we gon’ spin (brrt), spin again (takeoff)

[verse 1: takeoff]
i been tryna get the money, i been tryna feed my fam
’cause these n+ggas they don’t wanna see me win (no)
i been thinkin’ ’bout the rollie, but i went and got the richie
then i went and put my momma in the benz (no)
i get it in (get it), in the pent’ suite f+ckin’ two twins
i thought about the glock, but i went f&n (bop)
and a n+gga spin this sh+t without a pen (spin)
i call jimmy, kick it with the billies (billi’)
we already ran up a milli’ (milli’)
so that sh+t ain’t really interestin’ (nah)
he outta line, he get a penalty (penalty)
said he start it, then i’ma finish him (finish him)
stomp a n+gga, fed up, in my timberlands (timberlands)
hangin’ with the vampires and gremlins (gremlins)
got them hoes lined up, assembly (assembly)
not your average n+gga in the industry
[chorus: takeoff]
we set the trends (trends)
bringin’ in ends (bringin’ in cash)
i’ma have to call my accountant to make sure this sh+t came in (brrt)
it’s just me and my gang (gang)
f+ck n+ggas, we don’t do friends (f+ck)
what he say? he want smoke? (smoke)
we gon’ spin (brrt), spin again

[verse 2: offset]
hundred+fifty on the [?]
know they starin’, put a richard on my wrist
and people [?] ([?])
n+ggas want the smoke, i tell ’em try me, n+gga, dare ’em (smoke)
white lamborghini, yeah i call that b+tch a karen (karen)
when i hit the draco that b+tch soundin’ like a snare (grrt)
the way the diamonds hittin’ off the patek, it ain’t fair (woo)
i’ma hit your b+tch and give her back, i like to share ’em (share ’em)
f+ckin’ with [?] (yeah)
automatic when i get to spinnin’ on the block (baow)
bought a glock, ’cause then i bought a switch, call it mop (go)
i don’t know the time but it’s three hunnid for this watch (hunnid)
i’ma put a thot up on the opp and get the drop (drop)
n+ggas try to plot then we gon’ hit him like the wap (baow)
i’m thinkin’ like i’m roddy ricch, the stick up in the box (stick)
i told that b+tch no feelings, i just really want the top (top)
if you ain’t talkin’ millions, ain’t no business, ain’t no talk
twenty five racks, you can buy some white chalk (twenty five)
ferrari lookin’ like a caterpillar when it walk (skrrt)
swimmin’ with piranhas, we was swimmin’ with the sharks (sharks)
i can see the flash when the choppas start to [?] (baow)
two hundred the dash on the coupe i just bought (boo)
two milli’ in cash, i just saved up in the vault (hey)
started in the bando, now we trappin’ out a loft (bando)
the first three letters of my name, he got off’d (woo)
[chorus: takeoff]
we set the trends (trends)
bringin’ in ends (bringin’ in cash)
i’ma have to call my accountant to make sure this sh+t came in (brrt)
it’s just me and my gang (gang)
f+ck n+ggas, we don’t do friends (f+ck)
what he say? he want smoke? (smoke)
we gon’ spin (brrt), spin again

[verse 3: quavo]
throw some…
…n+gga down, choppa gang (chop)
the thirty holdin’ up the wallet chain (grrah)
movin’ like the f+ckin’ president (move)
ten cars hoggin’ up the lane (skrrt)
trappin’ at the house before the fame (trap)
then we through the flat, like i’m walkin’, take a pic (flat)
he’ll do it for the cheap when you send him on a mission (street)
quickest wipe down, wipe his name off the list (what?)
if he switch on me (switch), them sticks start glistenin’ (sh+t)
if i’m gon’ smoke it then we raise a tissue (smoke)
my pinky one+fourty and my watch is three+fifty
my b+tch like to scissor, she came with three b+tches (six)
we don’t f+ck with snitchin’, we protect the business (bus’)
we straight out the trenches, the mud was sticky
it too many real n+ggas, we don’t fake kick it (real)
we set the trend in the cities (trends)
we came to f+ck up the city, just migos and jimmy
[chorus: takeoff]
we set the trends (trends)
bringin’ in ends (bringin’ in cash)
i’ma have to call my accountant to make sure this sh+t came in (brrt)
it’s just me and my gang (gang)
f+ck n+ggas, we don’t do friends (f+ck)
what he say? he want smoke? (smoke)
we gon’ spin (brrt), spin again

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