trey, the stunna - she told me lyrics
[intro: trey, the stunna & babyg]
yo what’d you say
babyg the best at this sh+t
yeah, woi+o
aye, huh
aye, yeah
[pre+chorus: trey, the stunna & babyg]
she told me that she tryna be friends
when i pull up, shawty, you coming in
you ain’t gotta cap, yea
rolling up the gas, yea, woah
swerving on the interstate, aye, yeah
hunnid on the dash, ooh, woah
[chorus: trey, the stunna]
she told me she tryna be friends, friends
got too many n+ggas, tryna diss me on demand, opps
hit the b+tch once, when i hit, did it again, p+ssy
n+ggas stay sleeping, i’m like stay off them xan’s, xan’s
[verse 1: trey, the stunna]
rest in peace in juice wrld, he was the man, legend
09 lil wayne, i’m just a fan, the goat
going stupid with these girls, i can’t even stand, stand
hit the blunt once, i’m so high, then i ran, woah
[pre+chorus: babyg]
she told me that she tryna be friends
when i pull up, shawty, you coming in
you ain’t gotta cap, yea
rolling up the gas, yea
swerving on the interstate
hunnid on the dash, ooh
[verse 2: trey, the stunna]
got my pants up, now these n+ggas tryna diss me
f+ck the fake ones, i’m the king, you don’t use me
standing on my money, got me feeling like i’m uzi
might be short, hit that b+tch in the movies, ayy
[pre+chorus: babyg]
she told me that she tryna be friends
when i pull up, shawty, you coming in
you ain’t gotta cap, yea
rolling up the gas, yea
swerving on the interstate
hunnid on the dash, ooh
[chorus: trey, the stunna]
she told me she tryna be friends, friends
got too many n+ggas, tryna diss me on demand, opps
hit the b+tch once, when i hit, did it again, p+ssy
n+ggas stay sleeping, i’m like stay off them xan’s, xan’s
[verse 3: trey, the stunna]
said she wanna f+ck again, let her hit my bro, hoe
bust down, skeleton, ap, white gold, ain’t no rose, new patek
if a n+gga dissing, pop him, he gon’ wipe his nose, slime
he a female dog, and i know he need that bone, p+ssy
[pre+chorus: babyg]
she told me that she tryna be friends
when i pull up, shawty, you coming in
you ain’t gotta cap, yea
rolling up the gas, yea
swerving on the interstate
hunnid on the dash, ooh
[chorus: trey, the stunna]
she told me she tryna be friends, friends
got too many n+ggas tryna diss me on demand, opps
hit the b+tch once, when i hit, did it again, p+ssy
n+ggas stay sleeping, i’m like stay off them xan’s, xan’s
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