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ghetto elegance lyrics
[hook: trdee, babytron, & stanwill]
shining like a model top, flexing like the muscle man
never going broke, i make it stretch just like a rubber band
in the [?] like goldilocks, crazy ’cause she used to spin
back when i was broke, she would block my shot just like she ben
dump with the pin, got a fire bin
widebody, it’s a smoke cloud when the tires spin
punch god, grab a cvv then i type it in
road runners, b+tch got her l’s then she hired in
feel like weezy f., all yo baby want is a milli’
gang coming goose attire when it’s getting chilly
ghetto elegance, gang and them spinning bentleys
she be mean+mugging, only right i put my b+tch in fendi

[verse 1: trdee]
grinding to the top [?] main view
show you how to get it, i can really coach [?] you
slide with twin glocks, f+ck around and jack and jill you
seen yo true colors, couldn’t believe that this the real you

[verse 2: babytron]
if you ain’t gang, more than likely i don’t feel you
tell a b+tch, “leave with them tears, i can’t heal you”
yeah, you got some money but you lost ’cause you still you
last night, blew a eighth of runtz and i’m still blew
[verse 3: stanwill]
in the deep so long that my gills grew
you can’t the set the play if you was never in the film room
huh, golly+ass head, better chill, boo
i’ll advise you k!ll that tough sh+t ‘fore we k!ll you

[verse 4: trdee]
only want the money, i can’t tell you why they hating on me
card cracking, unc’ cooking with a apr+n on him
send a couple bullets, stan really will got brady on him
almost hit a fan ’cause my name was not [?]

[verse 5: babytron]
“babytron”, it’s one word, i hate when it’s a sp+ce in it
sh+ttyboyz, we on our own wave, we ain’t lane switching
v12, flying in this b+tch, i guess i’m sp+ceshipping
send habibi on a mission, promise that he grave digging

[verse 6: stanwill]
everything big, we don’t do little
unc’ brought the dog back to life like he dolittle
riding down our oneway’ll get yo coupe riddled
ripped skinnies on me, paid a thousand for some new denim

[hook: trdee, babytron, & stanwill]
shining like a model top, flexing like the muscle man
never going broke, i make it stretch just like a rubber band
in the [?] like goldilocks, crazy ’cause she used to spin
back when i was broke, she would block my shot just like she ben
dump with the pin, got a fire bin
widebody, it’s a smoke cloud when the tires spin
punch god, grab a cvv then i type it in
road runners, b+tch got her l’s then she hired in
feel like weezy f., all yo baby want is a milli’
gang coming goose attire when it’s getting chilly
ghetto elegance, gang and them spinning bentleys
she be mean+mugging, only right i put my b+tch in fendi

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