Xhulooo - Trix lyrics
[Xhulooo - Trix lyrics]
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Two different strains, now I'm coughin'
This gas got me sick (Uh, yeah)
Yes, I'm a kid, but I'm not playin' Trix
(Not playing Trix)
Feel like a drummer 'cause I got a stick
Thumb through the bread
I'ma count it up quick (Count it up quick)
I got that fye, you get lit like a BIC
Hop on a plane, l'ma take me a trip
(Take me a trip, yeah)
I got that backend, I make it flip
I call the plug right when he get the pack in
He pull up on me, like right off the rip
(Right off the rip)
Shawty said, "Slide to the function
" but I gotta count up this money
I'll pull up and dip (Pull up and dip)
Heard he was talkin'
Like what is you sayin'?
You know that we got that smoke like a zip
We 'bout to pull up and hop out
We pop him one time
Then we go back to the whip
They watchin' me on they TV (yeah, veah)
Spin on your block like a CD (yeah, yeah)
John Cena, baby, can't see me (yeah, yeah)
I got that water, no Fiji (yeah, yeah)
Catchin' the pack like TB (TB, yeah)
We got him gone, now it's GG (GG, yeah)
She want me but she can't keep me
(Keep me, yeah)
Rockin' that Prada and CC (yeah)
Chrome Hearts, Chrome Hearts, Chrome Hearts
I was in the back rockin' Chrome Hearts
(I was in the back) goyard, Goyard, Goyard
Look at my bag 'cause it's Goyard
(Look at my bag)
No heart, no heart, no heart
Feel like I'm Savage, got no heart
(yeah) you don't want smoke, no you
Don't want no parts
You can get hit with a crowbar
It's a good day, gotta count up a rack
That boy a fed, yeah, I know he a rat (Ayy)
Better not run up, you get hit in your back
(yeah, yeah)
Boy, don't play crazy, you know you on lack
Just like a grocery, I'm in my bag
All black fit, now I feel like a bat
G-Lock on me and it came with a mag (Uh)
Playin' with me, you get turned to a pack
(yeah)
Two different strains, now I'm coughin'
This gas got me sick (Uh, yeah)
Yes, I'm a kid, but I'm not playin' Trix
(Not playing Trix)
Feel like a drummer 'cause I got a stick
Thumb through the bread
I'ma count it up quick (Count it up quick)
I got that fye, you get lit like a BIC
Hop on a plane, l'ma take me a trip
(Take me a trip, yeah)
I got that backend, I make it flip
I call the plug right when he get the pack in
He pull up on me, like right off the rip
(Right off the rip)
Shawty said, "Slide to the function
" but I gotta count up this money
I'll pull up and dip (Pull up and dip)
Heard he was talkin'
Like what is you sayin'?
You know that we got that smoke like a zip
We 'bout to pull up and hop out
We pop him one time
Then we go back to the whip
Two different strains, now I'm coughin'
This gas got me sick (Uh, yeah)
Yes, I'm a kid, but I'm not playin' Trix
(Not playing Trix)
Feel like a drummer 'cause I got a stick
Thumb through the bread
I'ma count it up quick (Count it up quick)
I got that fye, you get lit like a BIC
Hop on a plane, l'ma take me a trip
(Take me a trip, yeah)
I got that backend, I make it flip
I call the plug right when he get the pack in
He pull up on me, like right off the rip
(Right off the rip)
Shawty said, "Slide to the function
" but I gotta count up this money
I'll pull up and dip (Pull up and dip)
Heard he was talkin'
Like what is you sayin'?
You know that we got that smoke like a zip
We 'bout to pull up and hop out
We pop him one time
Then we go back to the whip
They watchin' me on they TV (yeah, veah)
Spin on your block like a CD (yeah, yeah)
John Cena, baby, can't see me (yeah, yeah)
I got that water, no Fiji (yeah, yeah)
Catchin' the pack like TB (TB, yeah)
We got him gone, now it's GG (GG, yeah)
She want me but she can't keep me
(Keep me, yeah)
Rockin' that Prada and CC (yeah)
Chrome Hearts, Chrome Hearts, Chrome Hearts
I was in the back rockin' Chrome Hearts
(I was in the back) goyard, Goyard, Goyard
Look at my bag 'cause it's Goyard
(Look at my bag)
No heart, no heart, no heart
Feel like I'm Savage, got no heart
(yeah) you don't want smoke, no you
Don't want no parts
You can get hit with a crowbar
It's a good day, gotta count up a rack
That boy a fed, yeah, I know he a rat (Ayy)
Better not run up, you get hit in your back
(yeah, yeah)
Boy, don't play crazy, you know you on lack
Just like a grocery, I'm in my bag
All black fit, now I feel like a bat
G-Lock on me and it came with a mag (Uh)
Playin' with me, you get turned to a pack
(yeah)
Two different strains, now I'm coughin'
This gas got me sick (Uh, yeah)
Yes, I'm a kid, but I'm not playin' Trix
(Not playing Trix)
Feel like a drummer 'cause I got a stick
Thumb through the bread
I'ma count it up quick (Count it up quick)
I got that fye, you get lit like a BIC
Hop on a plane, l'ma take me a trip
(Take me a trip, yeah)
I got that backend, I make it flip
I call the plug right when he get the pack in
He pull up on me, like right off the rip
(Right off the rip)
Shawty said, "Slide to the function
" but I gotta count up this money
I'll pull up and dip (Pull up and dip)
Heard he was talkin'
Like what is you sayin'?
You know that we got that smoke like a zip
We 'bout to pull up and hop out
We pop him one time
Then we go back to the whip