Trendsetter Freestyle
I ain't got time for no friends
Coming down moving slow in the Benz
See suckas in my Cartier lens
Reaching out to god judging on my sins
Need a sunroof up feel the wind
In a bit they gon' follow on my trend
You should play with someone who's safe
Thirty summers I don't count by the day
Checking mine you can check on my waist
In the cut I do what I say
Back in my vibes you can tell me the truth
Got phantom the truck but today in a coupe
I feel like the man I can tell them salute
If we not at the top you can bet we on route
I stay with the stick I feel like I'm a troop
She might take you back when I feel like I'm through
If I tell you I'm gone then I'm gone for a few
Bitch I don't want to fight I'm not in the mood
I ain't got time for no friends
Coming down moving slow in the Benz
See suckas in my Cartier lens
Reaching out to god judging on my sins
Need a sunroof up feel the wind
In a bit they gon' follow on my trend
You should play with someone who's safe
Thirty summers I don't count by the
Fuck all the talking no capping nobody can guard him
I ain't know he was the one that was talking I guess I'm a target
I ain't know that was your thing you was just watching my pockets
I know the bros on the team they hold it down they solid
Hand to god I'm only gon' sleep with my baggage
You know it's bad when she saying she savage
She get to flipping in bed showing her head then she showing her back end
Got my drank in my cup bitch going up
I'm changing my latitude I'm walking tough
I walk in that PJ that bitch going up
Bitch why is you mad at me thought you could fuck
My bitches got attitude she talking bad of you I can just tell when she fuck
All of my brothers show gratitude no we not mad at you we just do not give a fuck
I ain't got time for no friends
Coming down moving slow in the Benz
See suckas in my Cartier lens
Reaching out to god judging on my sins
Need a sunroof up feel the wind
In a bit they gon' follow on my trend
You should play with someone who's safe
Thirty summers I don't count by the day
Checking mine you can check on my waist
In the cut I do what I say
Coming down moving slow in the Benz
See suckas in my Cartier lens
Reaching out to god judging on my sins
Need a sunroof up feel the wind
In a bit they gon' follow on my trend
You should play with someone who's safe
Thirty summers I don't count by the day
Checking mine you can check on my waist
In the cut I do what I say
Back in my vibes you can tell me the truth
Got phantom the truck but today in a coupe
I feel like the man I can tell them salute
If we not at the top you can bet we on route
I stay with the stick I feel like I'm a troop
She might take you back when I feel like I'm through
If I tell you I'm gone then I'm gone for a few
Bitch I don't want to fight I'm not in the mood
I ain't got time for no friends
Coming down moving slow in the Benz
See suckas in my Cartier lens
Reaching out to god judging on my sins
Need a sunroof up feel the wind
In a bit they gon' follow on my trend
You should play with someone who's safe
Thirty summers I don't count by the
Fuck all the talking no capping nobody can guard him
I ain't know he was the one that was talking I guess I'm a target
I ain't know that was your thing you was just watching my pockets
I know the bros on the team they hold it down they solid
Hand to god I'm only gon' sleep with my baggage
You know it's bad when she saying she savage
She get to flipping in bed showing her head then she showing her back end
Got my drank in my cup bitch going up
I'm changing my latitude I'm walking tough
I walk in that PJ that bitch going up
Bitch why is you mad at me thought you could fuck
My bitches got attitude she talking bad of you I can just tell when she fuck
All of my brothers show gratitude no we not mad at you we just do not give a fuck
I ain't got time for no friends
Coming down moving slow in the Benz
See suckas in my Cartier lens
Reaching out to god judging on my sins
Need a sunroof up feel the wind
In a bit they gon' follow on my trend
You should play with someone who's safe
Thirty summers I don't count by the day
Checking mine you can check on my waist
In the cut I do what I say
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Writer(s): Harsh S
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