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trl ace - heavy press lyrics

[trl ace]
f+ck that life sh+t, boy this heavy press
i ain’t verified on the gram, but b+tch i’m bout a check
and when i’m done with this b+tch you can get her back
and when you f+ckin’ with a boss you better come correct
i would’ve beat yo ass, but, i brought the strap
dog f+ckin’ with that one sh+t it look like similac
you better come and get your b+tch she f+ckin’ with the camp
now watch my n+gga (?) spin out in the cat (skrt)
you ain’t no k!ller, just a f+ckin’ bum with a strap
i ain’t never sold dope, i’m in here getting jacks
d+mn, (?), where the pole at?
you the type of n+gga always asking where the hoes at
and i heard you ain’t the (?), what you on jack?
i take a n+gga stick, can’t get his pole back
sorry baby, you for the moment, you can’t get a text
when she get around the gang she don’t know how to act
freaky lil b+tch wanna drive the boat
i’m the type of n+gga put a chopper in a trench coat
(?)
i’m out here looking for the opps, these n+ggas nemo
glock give him a bald head like he neo
this b+tch say she know the opps, i’m bout to send her home
(?), i’m paranoid, who knockin’ at the door?
fn, five seven send that n+gga home
you at a party with no money boy you ass backwards
in the cat screaming real loud like a pterodactyl
(?) out here blessin’ sh+t like a f+cking pastor
and the glock turn a n+gga ghost so i call him casper
and i know you see the whip, it (?)
we ain’t gotta throw this b+tch in sport to go faster

- trl ace lyrics

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