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young trelle - too often lyrics

yt (omg trelle!)

huh, yea
i’m counting these dead’s need a coffin (coffin)
this gas got a n-gga coughing (cough sound)
i got the fye yea for whoever (whoever)
i’m draped in this drip i might change the weather (weather)
i’m married to money we stay together (yea)
my side b-tch a dime we go together (aw)
i told that b-tch to get her sh-t together (together)
before she f-ck with a real n-gga (real)
i’m counting these dead’s need a coffin (coffin)
this gas got a n-gga coughing
i got the fye yea for whoever (whoever)
i’m draped in this drip i might change the weather (weather)
i’m married to money we stay together (aw)
my side b-tch a dime we go together (together)
i told that b-tch to get her sh-t together (together)
before she f-ck with a real n-gga (real)

i’ll do this sh-t till i’m dead in a coffin
ima keep going h-ll nah ain’t no stopping
she play with b-lls like she got on rawlings (she got on rawlings)
i’m spreading influence i do this too often (i do this too often)
i need it now ain’t no time for later
i told em laugh now so i can laugh later
peace to my haters asa-lak-m
soon ima be on the cover of fader (on cover of fader)
walk in and they bigging me up (they bigging me up)
n-gga i stay in the tuck (i stay in the cut!)
y’all n-ggas ain’t getting no love
these b-tches ain’t getting no love
i’m on fire i ain’t p-ssing this torch
cooking up hits like scott storch
they been rapping i already p-ssed em
they hear my words like a pastor

i’m counting these dead’s need a coffin (coffin)
this gas got a n-gga coughing (cough sound)
i got the fye yea for whoever (whoever)
i’m draped in this drip i might change the weather (weather)
i’m married to money we stay together (yea)
my side b-tch a dime we go together (aw)
i told that b-tch to get her sh-t together (together)
before she f-ck with a real n-gga (real)
i’m counting these dead’s need a coffin (coffin)
this gas got a n-gga coughing
i got the fye yea for whoever (whoever)
i’m draped in this drip i might change the weather (weather)
i’m married to money we stay together (aw)
my side b-tch a dime we go together (together)
i told that b-tch to get her sh-t together (together)
before she f-ck with a real n-gga (real)

she just told me she want me to love her
when she told me that, then i had to dub her (dub)
no hearts or no rules i live how i wanna (wanna yea)
don’t need me a plug cuz i am the owner (i am the owner)
they starting to feel me they dig my persona (‘sona)
i showed u the real me u showed me a cover (cover)
hotboxed in the whip so weed my aroma (‘roma)
i f-ck with this feeling i might be a stoner (stoner)
got me a brother or sister that’s coming i need me some money to make sure they straight
i do not care if i’m starving i rather make sure that my fam got food on they plate
made in america but i feel like i’m a king, i need my hoe feeding me grapes (ah, grapes)
she suck me up, but don’t like to swallow i let go my kids then told her too late, aye (don’t like to swallow)

(omg trelle!)

- young trelle lyrics

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