matteny - trendy lyrics
f-ck a trick buy some gold man
blow it up like some propane
live resin not made with butane
them hoes insane
now haters wanna ride in my lane
i’m the final boss when this life’s a game
what a shame
setting trends like a train
following the tracks my path my lane
everybody but yourself to blame
accepting these losses with no motherf-cking gain
your only aim is the ending, yeah
reality check you can’t f-ck with us
homeboy acting sketchy he looking sus
and that motherf-cker ain’t even earned my trust
tear him apart but first choke him with rope
release my hate with a knife to the throat
and he bleeding out just like a sacrificial goat
satan where do i bury this body?
they know that they can’t stop me
motherf-ckers acting tough they just fronting
pulling out the bat and they just bunting
k!lling with style young gatsby is stunting
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