J. Padron - Talk That sh** Trinidad lyrics

[Intro] (Talk that sh**, Trinidad) Aye man y'all n***as know who 'Dad is, y'all know who the freshest n***a is, y'all seen me in the mothaf**in' magazines, n***a (Talk that sh**, Trinidad) Y'all n***as be lookin' at my goddamn IG to see what this n***a wearin', what kind of shoes he got on, how he wearin' them jeans (Talk that sh**, Trinidad) Yeah, ain't no bammer over here. You already know this a real A town n***a all day, every day. You seen me in that GQ magazine. You seen me in that Flaunt magazine. BET know I rip that mothaf**in' runway. I talk this sh** cause I know this sh**. You will never, ever dress better than a n***a named Trinidad James, n***a, you already know if you from Atlanta [Hook] I feel like, these n***as, done ran up with my swag I feel like, these n***as, done ran up with my swag I feel like, these n***as, done ran up with my swag I feel like, these n***as, done ran up with my swag [Verse 1] I started with the [?], started, then they did it too I started with Versace, started, then they did it too f**, I did the nappy fro, now they on it too sh**, their hair on fleek, not, n***a, tell me what's your move b**h I'm 'Dad and I thought you knew Your favorite rapper dress like me, man I swear I taught him to I swear, he only dress like that, baby, cause we taught him to Check his Instagram, I sip my tea, just like Kermit do Fly n***as shop on Fairfax, not the mall Real n***as don't f** with police, f** the law These n***as think they're stylin' for real though Boy stop, you better call Ronaldo I couldn't pay to look this good, n***a, that's on everything I promise I was born with it, yes they call me James [Hook] [Verse 2] So much gold in my chain, gold up in my ring Check my rings, I might need a statue These n***as not tryna change, they just rappin' for a chain Try and take a n***a's chain, he might shoot you I buy a Rollie every birthday just to do it (Nike) I'm savin' all my money up, like a n***a Jewish (Drake) Anything my mama want, she get it, nothin' to it All these things where these n***as that I've been on, boy you're losin' From Vegas to [?] I'm the flyest n***a movin' Buyin' everything strange, Harajuku to Shibuya Don't show my pics to your girl, you might get the finger What? Cause she already liked him [Hook]