Trifln' - Huhh lyrics

Cunning individual, thuggin for residuals Club then we gone get into, whatever we get into Brodie flipped whip, he just pulled up on a crispy coupe Pigeons on the flight, when they land, send the chicken through b*tches on the flight boy I hope they got some chicken too Strippers love the trife cuz im tight with the chicken fool Salad bowl and a salmon slab countin lettuce Slam a hoe then we send a hoe if she let us Bend a block, high, poppin sh*t wit a steppa War wounds and a taper I ain’t never felt better Harpoons out the wetter, I been on another level Purple Heart, Oakland rebel we been eatin lead and metal Tell lil mama get a shovel dig until u see the devil Option 1, get the dough Option 2, die slow Eyes foggy fake rollin back I been high fashoe Ima sell it for the high cuz I ain’t wanna let it go (Hook) I’m like huh? I don’t know who ni**as think they posed to be Get yo hoe from me, she’s trying to be my b*tch best friend In front the Westin, she done came out wit a check then And surely Checked in I used to hit the road wit netspends I’m like huh? I don’t know who ni**as think they posed to be Get yo hoe from me, she’s trying to be my b*tch best friend In front the Westin, she done came out with a check then And surely checked in I used to hit the road with netspends I might bend her over backwards, crack her open like a piggy bank Chicken over b*tches, if I hit it, she gone fill the tank Only smokin dank, yo blunt got that bad grow stank If I ain’t got it, bro got it , and trust he fashoe yank Fashoe plays, nerd ass ni**as never seen them Throw it or I run it in myself, Willie Beamon A b*tch should be ashamed of herself if she stinkin A b*tch can make a name for herself if she schemin Designer shoulder bag on my b*tch she been bleedin Any trickin activity, it’s that season Out the hospital, congregate with the g’s n High praise from the demons, player fade for the evening (hook repeats twice)