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trey lawrence - trill vibe mellow lyrics

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{intro}
mmmmm, waddup waddup!

[chorus: trey]
late night vibing, cruising, and riding
with the homie ea$e in the p-ssenger seat
trunk straight banging, four deep sw-nging
cuz its two girls with us in the back seat (straight to the cash)
they say that money be talking so i don’t be rapping for free
(show me the bag!)
if you ain’t got it then ain’t no discussion between you and me. (repeat)

[verse 1: trey]
trey!
soon as this drop, i might just pick up a fifth of some liquor
from right up the block
popping the top. then pour up a shot
its k!lling my liver i know i should stop
they thought i would flop
now im the pick of the litter they hitting me up cuz im hot
but stuck in this spot
im sick of this chicken for dinner im trying to eat steak on a yacht
(hey, hey, hey) so im working on me!
putting my all in these beats till my art’s in the heart of the streets
(hey, hey)
my pen on this paper the only thing i can relate to as making the mark of the beast (hey, hey, hey)
im paul the third. trey is the nickname for three
building my target audience while artists targeting me. (hey hey)
f-ck it, these n-ggas ain’t making no moves they just party and sleep
(hey hey hey)

[chorus: trey]
late night vibing, cruising, and riding
with the homie ea$e in the p-ssenger seat
trunk straight banging, four deep sw-nging
cuz its two girls with us in the back seat (straight to the cash)
they say that money be talking so i don’t be rapping for free
(show me the bag!)
if you ain’t got it then ain’t no discussion between you and me. (repeat)

[verse 2: ea$e]
i just hit a cheat code
you don’t know the lingo
i be at the club with some b-tches tryna mingle
she just want a mink coat
sarah gave me deep throat
remember that time morty was mad cause rick k!lled bebo
swish, that’s a free throw
thank god for the free show
and i pull up to the studio
it turn to a freak show
with some freak hoes
but that’s just how it be though
rich and famous how im tryna be though. (hey hey hey)
sh-t has been sh-tty
but i want them hundreds and fifties
and b-tches with t-tties to be touring cities (hey hey)
but really
i see the game is so gritty and i show these hoes no pitty
(hey hey hey)
you stupid but im the one guilty
you wanted some love but don’t feel me
know that im ugly, im filthy. (hey hey)
grab the obsidian and im gone travel to different dimensions
(hey hey hey)
smoke till i blast my brain to an oblivion
the car changing colors like they a chameleon (hey hey)
i don’t feel the pain when reality’s hideous
hundred and ten what i’m giving
them cold blooded like amphibians. (hey hey hey)
chasing the hundreds the millions
f-ck it im chasing the billions. (hey hey)
we done smoked out the whole building b-tch
higher than the f-cking ceiling
then spin it like a f-cking ceiling fan. (hey hey hey)

[chorus: trey]
late night vibing, cruising, and riding
with the homie ea$e in the p-ssenger seat
trunk straight banging, four deep sw-nging
cuz its two girls with us in the back seat (straight to the cash)
they say that money be talking so i don’t be rapping for free
(show me the bag!)
if you ain’t got it then ain’t no discussion between you and me



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