Nudes (feat. TRIGGAMAN 16 & prod.Ripless)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Trigga man Sixteen
Yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I be thinking bout you in a way that we used to fuck
I pick you up on the way, we would discuss
It was just us, I gave you my time, you still made a fuss
I don't want you if I can't have your trust

Not you thinking, I'm just tryna bust
You act as if that's not a must
As if you don't like when I make you my slut
And I slap on your butt and I grab on your neck
Your body is precious, deserve my respect

I still got your nudes, I still got your nudes
And I won't show nobody
I didn't want you to go, shawty
That's why I can't let you go, shawty

I still got your nudes, I still got your nudes
I don't show other dudes
Your body is temple, deserve my respect
Your body a temple, deserve my respect
So please do not say that I used you for a sec
Cause if that was so
It wouldn't be this hard for me to let go

I still got your nudes, they all my folded
Remember when I was your shoulder
We think about shit we gon' do when we older
You were my soldier
It was just me and you against the world
I couldn't look at other girls
And ain't give a damn bout these hoes
You make them look bad when you bold

Yeah, yeah, I still got your nudes
I still got your nudes
I don't wanna be rude, yeah
I don't wanna be rude, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah

yo Trigger, bro
Yo, what up
Bro, this a bitch, bro
This a girl, bro
This a girl, bro
Oh, yeah, you still trippin' over her
You know what? Pass the mic, pass the mic
I'll help you with this shit
Skrrr

Let's get it, let's get it
Let's get it, let's get it
Let's get it, let's get it
Let's get it, let's get it
Let's get it, we chasin' the bag
Let's get it, we chasin' the bag
Let's get it, let's get it

Ill your nudes for a dollar on Reddit
No edit, been a hustler
It's embedded, sell all the videos
Cole bennet, trampingthe game
Just give me my credit
Got a dog in me, always chasin' money
I call that dog Elon Husky
Is that your 10? Man, I find it dusty
Only dirty thing I cherish money

So i kill a killer with a 9mm revolver and 9
I got the repeater
Tip of the mountain, I'm fuckin' all pine
It's icy up there but I still got the heater
No, no, my nigga, the gun ain't a heater
The heat in my mouth, the words on my bullets
I sentence a bar, too hot to handle
I swear that you think I got it from a heater
But can you believe it? That was just the intro to my verse
I try and make it better than the first
But Trigger already put it in a hearse
I hate being the best, it feels like a curse
They feel like the worst, then we are they curse
If I actully try, I swear I'mma burst
I'mma blow up the room with
struu

Let's get it, let's get it
Let's get it, let's get it
Let's get it, let's get it
Let's get it, let's get it
Let's get it, we chasin' the bag
Let's get it, we chasin' the bag
Let's get it, let's get it