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trl - chain gang lyrics

[intro]
(you aren’t even a cold breeze for my man taz)

[chorus]
all my n+ggas iced up ’round this b+tch like chain gang (yeah, chain gang)
n+ggas said it’s smoke around this b+tch, i f+cked his main thing
hit his block, yeah, no look boys, ocb, the same thing (for real)
know this drac’ got bodies on it, lil’ bro tote the same k
i’m in all new+season gucci, got my b+tch the same waist (for real)
this carti faces scare me, b+tch, this ap and this presi’ plain
slid down in that striker with that k, i’m tryna hit they face
muddy+ass cup, b+tch, i’m so high, my dog just popped an a

[verse]
thinkin’ they could f+ck with me, know them boys can’t f+ck with me (for real, lame ass)
in a hot car spinnin’ n+ggas’ block, we in that srt
b+tches know dog sh+t around, all these hoes just f+cked ocb (real)
n+ggas better stop talkin’ crazy ’round this b+tch ‘fore you n+ggas be on a tee
n+ggas, they can’t play with us, glocky, that b+tch stay with us (real, for real)
hittin’ n+ggas who was hatin’ on me, when i walk down, got the k with us
ain’t no high points, got the dracs with us, let a n+gga say he ate on us
all my old hoes sound fake as f+ck, i be callin’ shots, but gon’ wait on us
h+ll yeah, you know what’s up with dog, if you f+ck with them, i don’t f+ck with y’all
if i wasn’t rappin’, i was doin’ fraud, i’ma walk him down when i’m through with dog
blew ten thou’ when i was in the mall, we the camp boyz, who the f+ck is y’all?
i just hit his b+tch, i was in her walls
free them boys locked, answer when they call
n+ggas tryna set that play, boy, you must be f+ckin’ stupid
say she f+ck with camp boyz, said she like it when i do it
scratch off in that fast thing, police try me, they gon’ lose me
see me got my pole clutchin’, if i up it, i’m gon’ shoot it (baow)
[chorus]
all my n+ggas iced up ’round this b+tch like chain gang (baow, baow)
n+ggas said it’s smoke around this b+tch, i f+cked his main thing
hit his block, yeah, no look boys, ocb, the same thing
know this drac’ got bodies on it, lil’ bro tote the same k
i’m in all new+season gucci, got my b+tch the same waist
this carti faces scare me, b+tch, this ap and this presi’ plain
slid down in that striker with that k, i’m tryna hit they face
muddy+ass cup, b+tch, i’m so high, my dog just popped an a (b+tch)

[outro]
ocb sh+t, man
my dog just popped an a
you can’t f+ck with me
thinkin’ they can f+ck with me
all these n+ggas, they can’t f+ck with me
they can’t f+ck with me

- trl lyrics

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