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Trevor Holton
Trevor Holton
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Yeah Turn me up, yeah Hella bands hella guap yeah we throw it up in the air, we throw it up Hella money, hella bitches, hella drugs, hella shit For real, yuh Yuh Hella bands, hella guap yeah we throw it up, we throw in the air, yuh Hella fashion, hella drugs, hella bitches But we never gonna share, yuh He talking crazy but don't know it's free smoke in the air I'm not the type to do photos, but you know I'm out here Whole lotta smoke in the air Whole lotta bands, the section right here I'm wit her friends like a volunteer I'm wit her friends, they know it's my year Balling like my name was D Rose oh yeah Don't come to my section choppa blow you clear I'm smoking that gas and it made my eyes tear Yeah man that shit trash and I don't wanna hear Just copped a brand new .40, like yuh I'm turnt up in this bitch, oh yeah Got a main bitch, like uh yeah yeah Got a side bitch, like uh yeah yeah Came with my main hoe, and I'm with my side Yeah he a pussy he can't look me in the eyes Eyes tearing from all the smoke I almost cried I'm too geeked up, thought I woulda died Thought I woulda died I'm too geeked up, thought I woulda died Came with the troops and I came with the guys Yeah I regret I decide to get high Yeah I regret everytime that I lied That's why I'm gonna push you to the side I take a molly, yeah this is my life, huh For real Way I'm going, way my life going Yeah you talking shit you getting smoked Way I'm dripping, way I'm moving with your bitch She taking the dick and she choke You know I came with the troops, yeah Got a chopper that bitch got a scope Taking some molly, I'm fucking that bitch from the back And it's making me float Hella bands, hella guap yeah we throw it up, we throw in the air, yuh Hella fashion, hella drugs, hella bitches But we never gonna share, yuh He talking crazy but don't know it's free smoke in the air I'm not the type to do photos, but you know I'm out here Whole lotta smoke in the air Whole lotta bands, the section right here I'm wit her friends like a volunteer I'm wit her friends, they know it's my year Balling like my name was D Rose oh yeah Don't come to my section choppa blow you clear I'm smoking that gas and it made my eyes tear Yeah man that shit trash and I don't wanna hear Just copped a brand new .40, like yuh I'm turnt up in this bitch, oh yeah Got a main bitch, like uh yeah yeah Got a side bitch, like uh yeah yeah Came with my main hoe, and I'm with my side Yeah he a pussy he can't look me in the eyes Eyes tearing from all the smoke I almost cried I'm too geeked up, thought I woulda died Thought I woulda died I'm too geeked up, thought I woulda died Came with the troops and I came with the guys Yeah I regret I decide to get high Yeah I regret everytime that I lied I take a molly, yeah this is my life, huh For real
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