Trëndy way
Yeat feat SeptembersRich
paroles Yeat Trëndy way

Yeat - Trëndy way Lyrics & Traduction

[Yeat]
Yeah, I do this shit the trendy way (Keep it up, Sharkboy)
First my money twerk, now it's lifting weights
Money in the gym, now it's heavyweight
They turn up once a year, turn up every day
Yeah, all type of diamonds, I got every carat
We got all types of lines, Tose' strawberry
Don't tell me you fucking with the mob, shit get too scary
Yeah, this Perky got me snail, you should call me Gary

[Yeat]
Yeah, give a fuck 'bout what you said, don't need no commentary
Put some diamonds in my teeth, call the tooth fairy
Different pointers every week
I just came from Neiman's, I put Diors on my feet
I don't stress, my money woke up blessed
Yeah, I would cry too if the Wock' I got was stretched
You don't gotta tell me about this shit, I'm not impressed
Yeah, I just wake up, take a Perc', then take an X
Do that shit again, turn a five to a ten
I don't know who the fuck you is, I'm definitely not your friend
I just had to point it out like the top of a tent
I took all my Rollies out, think I counted 'bout ten
Yeah, okay, I woke up at seven PM for breakfast
And if that bitch's throat the GOAT, she get a necklace
They said the way I'm living bad, it's way too reckless
This not Breaking Bad but my brother selling meth, bitch
I pulled up, broke her back, then I asked her where her friends is
I spent Fashion Week in France, all my bitch pussy the wettest

[Yeat]
Yeah, I do this shit the trendy way (Keep it up, Sharkboy)
First my money twerk, now it's lifting weights
Money in the gym, now it's heavyweight
They turn up once a year, turn up every day
Yeah, all type of diamonds, I got every carat
We got all types of lines, Tose' strawberry
Don't tell me you fucking with the mob, shit get too scary
Yeah, this Perky got me snail, you should call me Gary

[SeptembersRich]
Off this Tose' in the Scat, fuck it, crash
With my twizzy serving chickens in that bag
Most of y'all broke as hell, flexing twenty blues, that shit sad
I just made thirty thousand jugging kids on the 'Gram
Woke up out my sleep, bitch, it's time to geek
Bitch pulled out the E, made her brush her teeth
Yeat my fucking slime, mob ties, called up the fleet
TwizzyRich so up, we get richer every week
He thought he my twizzy, smoked him like a stizzy
Toseiana got me dizzy, called my bitch to get some nizzy
That's that neck, I don't want no sex, I just need them Percs
A hundred milligrams, I just left the Earth

[Yeat]
Yeah, I do this shit the trendy way (Keep it up, Sharkboy)
First my money twerk, now it's lifting weights
Money in the gym, now it's heavyweight
They turn up once a year, turn up every day
Yeah, all type of diamonds, I got every carat
We got all types of lines, Tose' strawberry
Don't tell me you fucking with the mob, shit get too scary
Yeah, this Perky got me snail, you should call me Gary


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