lirik lagu no trends (rough bandlab mix) – slump6s
[intro]
anytime, i’m finna drop a hit
anytime, anywhere, i record
i’m finna make a hit
this sh*t real, hahaha
[verse]
f*ck it, i’m f*cking her friend
you cannot come in the clothes, that i’m in
diamonds, a hundred percent
give f*ck bout the tint
and b*tch, i don’t follow no trends
these n*ggas follow the rule*book
baby, i don’t follow no rules
hop out the car, four*deep on some cool sh*t
i’m finna put this lil sh*t to use
hop on the beat, i abuse it
if he ain’t talk money, n*gga, stick to the music
big glock, look like a ruler
i got a uzi, n*gga, and it take your medulla
f*ck what you say, and f*ck what you doing
b*tch, i don’t care bout that sh*t, ah*ah
leave him confused, i’m so f*cking rich
but i gotta stay with a stick, ah*ah
these n*ggas not rеally lit, uh*uh
these n*ggas not really rеal, uh
i’m at the top with the big dawgs
i can’t give a f*ck bout how you feel (p*ssy)
if he run up, then he getting hit (wow)
if he run up, then he getting k!lled
i’m on the way to a mill
that’s probably why, they call me, “namil”
(boom, boom, boom, fah, fah, fah, fah)
free my n*ggas out that cell (waa)
free my n*ggas out that jail
free my n*ggas outta jail
pay for the wok, send that sh*t on zelle
hop in that cat, i got that sh*t from h*ll
call up my cats, i’ll bring that n*gga h*ll
i got some f*cking stones in my ear
.223, make it known when i’m here
i’m the type, make his bones disappear
i had to take a lil trip to europe
i might just hit up rome, when i’m here
b*tch, do not bring your phone over here
she tryna take a picture of me
post the sh*t, on ig
and tell all her friends, she know me
b*tch, stop lying, you don’t know me (b*tch, you don’t know me)
i’m in the spot with my brodie
my wodie, my twin, my brudda, my homie (brr)
i already said this sh*t, before
i’ll say it again, you can’t hold me
i got a g.l.o.c.k, holding twenty*four, like kobe
i’m richer than all of the n*ggas i beef wit (on god)
i’m in the front court, shooting sh*t
my bro in the back, playing defense
why would you send that sh*t to my dm?
lil b*tch, i ain’t liking yo recent
they like, “that n*gga kota really him, the rest of these n*ggas be beefin”
she couldn’t comprehend what i’m saying
the dumb ho, got a defect
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