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trefuego - 90mh lyrics

[intro]
(hi kevin)
ayy, yeah, ayy
ayy

[chorus]
you don’t really want smoke, you ain’t ’bout that sh-t
i been cruisin’ down the block with a bad -ss b-tch
with my mind on the chips and this .9 on my hip
f-cked then i dip, say i’m finna’ take a trip
you don’t really want smoke, you ain’t ’bout that sh-t
i been cruisin’ down the block with a bad -ss b-tch
with my mind on the chips and this .9 on my hip
f-cked then i dip, say i’m finna’ take a trip

[verse 1]
n-gga too icy, i pull up in layers
don’t need a plate, i’m still gonna’ slay her
mind on the bread but i’m not a baker
need to teach school with the way that i get paper
i don’t f-ck with 12, don’t f-ck with no rules
i do f-ck with guns, so hand me that ruger
p-ss me the gas, i’m finna’ get higher
don’t need a test, i know she a liar
n-ggas dumb as h-ll they don’t got no bread, but won’t bail
they don’t f-ck with n0body, but won’t mail
don’t send me your tape, it won’t sell
yo, i’m sorry ho, that i couldn’t be your romeo
’cause you was too focused on julio
and now i’m too focused on getting dough, b-tch

[verse 2]
water my diamonds, my body shinin’
she follow like simon, get hit like a lion
call up the plug ’cause i’m rollin’ a bud
you’re not from the hood, get that understood
i tote the mac, get hit in the back
’cause we carry tacks and all of this sh-t rack
i’m in the booth and i’m smokin’ on cookie
i know that i’m fresh but i’m still not a rookie, b-tch

[outro]
on my mama
on my mama, n-gga
on my mama, this heat (for real, n-gga)

- trefuego lyrics

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