CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Trust Thin
I count it up ten times, I just love to touch it
I just stayed patient, I ain't have to rush it
I can't blow the lead like the Clippers
She hopped in my car, start unzippin' my zipper
f**k n***a said "it's up" since like last September
I guess that b*t*h ass n***a ain't remember
This feat ain't cheap
Keep that b*t*h on me
(Chapo)
All on me n***a
Damn
Designer my face, designer my feet
If you want a feat, it ain't gon' be cheap
sh*t get for real, gotta' lace up them cleats
Badass hoe shakin' ass to this beat
The car it ain't got no key
Dark shades on look like I can't see
Hotboxed the coupe so it's gettin' hard to breathe
I swear I can't sleep like a kid on Christmas Eve
Only thing on my damn mind be money
These f**k n***as ain't talkin' bout' nun'
I keep that piece, I ain't worried bout' nun'
I'm Perc'd out, [?] thing bussin'
n***as be switchin' that's why my trust thin
Diluted my soda, got harder to function
I count it up ten times, I just love to touch it
I just stayed patient, I ain't have to rush it
I can't blow the lead like the Clippers
She hopped in my car, start unzippin' my zipper
f**k n***a said "it's up" since like last September
I guess that b*t*h ass n***a ain't remember
I walk around with that ceiling fan
I keep that b*t*h in my pants, walk around with these bands
I'm tryna' make Ben Frank dance
sh*t gon' go the way it go, just stick to the plan
Tall ass n***a in the coupe, I'm crammed
They wish a n***a would, so I'm tryna' but a Lamb'
I wish a n***a would try and plot on the plan
Just get this money, that's all I'm sayin'
Designer my face, designer my feet
If you want a feat, it ain't gon' be cheap
sh*t get for real, gotta' lace up them cleats
Badass hoe shakin' ass to this beat
The car it ain't got no key
Dark shades on look like I can't see
Hotboxed the coupe so it's gettin' hard to breathe
I swear I can't sleep like a kid on Christmas Eve
Only thing on my damn mind be money
These f**k n***as ain't talkin' bout' nun'
I keep that piece, I ain't worried bout' nun'
I'm Perc'd out, [?] thing bussin'
n***as be switchin' that's why my trust thin
Diluted my soda, got harder to function
(OB 1)
I just stayed patient, I ain't have to rush it
I can't blow the lead like the Clippers
She hopped in my car, start unzippin' my zipper
f**k n***a said "it's up" since like last September
I guess that b*t*h ass n***a ain't remember
This feat ain't cheap
Keep that b*t*h on me
(Chapo)
All on me n***a
Damn
Designer my face, designer my feet
If you want a feat, it ain't gon' be cheap
sh*t get for real, gotta' lace up them cleats
Badass hoe shakin' ass to this beat
The car it ain't got no key
Dark shades on look like I can't see
Hotboxed the coupe so it's gettin' hard to breathe
I swear I can't sleep like a kid on Christmas Eve
Only thing on my damn mind be money
These f**k n***as ain't talkin' bout' nun'
I keep that piece, I ain't worried bout' nun'
I'm Perc'd out, [?] thing bussin'
n***as be switchin' that's why my trust thin
Diluted my soda, got harder to function
I count it up ten times, I just love to touch it
I just stayed patient, I ain't have to rush it
I can't blow the lead like the Clippers
She hopped in my car, start unzippin' my zipper
f**k n***a said "it's up" since like last September
I guess that b*t*h ass n***a ain't remember
I walk around with that ceiling fan
I keep that b*t*h in my pants, walk around with these bands
I'm tryna' make Ben Frank dance
sh*t gon' go the way it go, just stick to the plan
Tall ass n***a in the coupe, I'm crammed
They wish a n***a would, so I'm tryna' but a Lamb'
I wish a n***a would try and plot on the plan
Just get this money, that's all I'm sayin'
Designer my face, designer my feet
If you want a feat, it ain't gon' be cheap
sh*t get for real, gotta' lace up them cleats
Badass hoe shakin' ass to this beat
The car it ain't got no key
Dark shades on look like I can't see
Hotboxed the coupe so it's gettin' hard to breathe
I swear I can't sleep like a kid on Christmas Eve
Only thing on my damn mind be money
These f**k n***as ain't talkin' bout' nun'
I keep that piece, I ain't worried bout' nun'
I'm Perc'd out, [?] thing bussin'
n***as be switchin' that's why my trust thin
Diluted my soda, got harder to function
(OB 1)
