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trill navy – deal lyrics

[token a$h]
keep the hate mail in the grape pail when im pickin ’em
grape kush got my brain cells feeling limitless
so many bars that my sentences is sentencin’
f-ck n-gga condom wrappers full of contraceptives with
the beat going hard, they the partner full of estrogen
never drop the bar when you shower with a pencil d-ck
i’m the cream of the crop
equivalent to drippin f-cking lean on the blunt
n-ggas see me and they jeep wanna start
b-tches wanna throw a couple d’s at a star
but all i need is cheese and fiend for my heart
so now i’m in the stu- smoking biggies like i’m pac
and i won’t stop ’til i’m on the tippy top
of this pyramid scheme and they tipping on my c-ck
running bake sales ain’t enough to make bail
but enough to get a lost mo’f-cka on a track
i wanna hear applause like i’m never comin’ back
can’t see you through the gaws, i’m a mummy under raps
shout out to the pharoahs and my n-ggas swimmin’ laps
san diego finna surface when the navy’s in command
never in a jam, cut trees like a hidden move
ash only peeling fruit, seeding the pidgeon coup
spray it down the hatch, ‘fore the bad b-tch’s speaker blow
no one hitter, b-tch, i stick it while i hit a bowl

[hook: token a$h] x2
know we keepin it trill
navy dipping with your b-tch like cruella de vil
know you got a lot of fam but which relative’s real?
and know your homie sold you out for one h-ll of a deal

[verse 2: jonny mob]
keep it benji-, always hunna, b-tch, no change
rolling with sargeants, i’m the gunner, hint, trill nav-
caddy got me racing, gunna stutter, no food crave
psych is tryna fall in the gutter but new waves
no flaws when i’m armin’ my gang
flap jaws, get lost in the haze
smack brauds, no marks if they offer me brain
get high, leer off, then i drop to the plains
that’s it, screws gone, i’m insane
noodle’s there, no sauce on the plate
play along as they auction the faith
boston, in the socks where the rasta is safe
like a chain, i f-cking stay gold
lil nino making blunts out of play-doh
bow now cause simon say so
and these f-ggots talk beef but they really spitting queso
grinding, get that f-cking peso, daygo
we shining hitting center stage though, tango
a f-cking hyna with a bunch of shame, know
i’m just really tryna kick it, f-cking kato
so pack them pistols, bruh
be sure all them ducks lined up
before you try to grind with us
make sure you f-cking wax them trucks

[hook]

- trill navy lyrics

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