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trb baby - trb baby x fumez the engineer - plugged in lyrics

[intro: trb baby & producer tag]
hey, gang, gang, f+cking motherf+cking gang (grrt, haha)
tightroad baby, that’s right
how is c dot funded and where do your get your money from? the simple answer
aye, free wavy, free p, free cheeks, free all, free yk
aye, free all the opps ++++ times
free the opps ’til they drop, trust me, plugged in with fumez
grrt

[verse]
i’m forever talent’s world
i see man lag like connection felled (grrt)
i poked up ++++ and poked up ++++
poked up ++++ and ++++ as well (bare of them)
let me add another two to the list
i shot ++++, ++++ got bun
go check yourself, are you takin’ the p+ss?
i’ll wet man’s face for makin’ a diss
i’m tired of glides, the other side stole the sh+t
i lied, still takin’ a trip (get him there)
.50 and this ain’t a regular clip
everything sprayed if the b+tton gets cl!cked (grrt)
my b+tch got tits and the +rs+ is big
plus she’s up, not a regular b+tch
i’m a rapper, now, i’m lit
all of these gyal wanna stay for a pic’
that b+tch [?], she suckin’ d+ck
run that chamber, pass it on to fitz
i don’t smash and pass, i just aim and rip (grrt)
i used to have a mash with tape on the grip (old one)
i’m tapped out, p+ss on a grave and sh+t
listen up close, ++++ left his kid
if he weren’t so young, i woulda fed him six (augh)
how many man’s been whooshed with the stick?
sh+lls really burned his harlow tips
still make it rain on the ++++, pr+ck (grrt, bow)
like, man, can i see man freeze up?
beat it, now, the whole crowd’s p+ssed
free up hammer, he took man’s ++++
pedal bike trips and we had no dings
++++ got chinged and ++++ got chinged
++++ got drowned, should’ve told him to swim
++++ got chinged and learned how to sing
step on the landin’, i’m good with my fist
++++ got shot off his ++++ and glitched
i left man holy in need of ++++
ask ++++ how we leave man itched
ask ++++ how we made man bleed
how many man slept in a & e? (bare of them)
and how i slept with the mash on me?
i got my mash on me, even when i dream, i’m in love with the way it beats (grrt, bow)
step over there, where’s the ic3’s?
i can’t see them, all i see is neeks (where they at? where they at?)
i’m a butch, and they do not like me
none of them man can hack this beef
top scorer, country beefin’ my team
all you heard was [?] in the tightest screech
i stepped in the room, all eyes on me
plugged in with fumez how we plug in the streets
eject my blade and watch man leak
i don’t need no 50 g’s
i’ll get man gone for my bro for free (my bro)
i don’t need kiki to ride with me
no kojo funds, got the 9 with me
now, i’m rinsin’ my ++++ with bleach
the last time it was way too messy
i threw it away, but my new one’s clean
++++ had to rinse then we need more t++th
f+ck out your mouth if you eat these sweets (grrt)
if your boy got splashed, it was done by me (me)
get well soon or rip
get well soon or rest in p+ss
++++ got wet, shut the dead in the ditch
++++ got whacked and started to snitch
only lord knows why i beef this pr+ck
only lord knows why i beef these mugs
fill up the mash with slugs then pray to god that we see someone (please let me see him)
hold on, wait, that’s another one
++++ didn’t make it home, instead, he froze
now, he’s dug in the mud (ay, get out of there you d+ckhead, ahaha, the f+ck? ahehe)
[outro: engineer tag]
fumez the engineer

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