Fat Trel - Wzup Wit Me lyrics

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Fat Trel - Wzup Wit Me lyrics

b**h be ugly and she like what's up with me But that sh** don't matter My 38 louder, these b**hes be f**ing me I'm whipping this stingray and this block is yellow like bumblebee My dough come from Canada, I got no stamina And she can't keep up with me Working it, t**ng it, flipping it She rocking Molly I'm sipping it Count it then spend it that sh** made no difference I love the deliverance My b**h outta Cali is driving me crazy, a baby deliverer Drinking this liquor and f**ing these strippers I'm popping this Molly like M&M's My b**hes remind me of Kim These n***as acting like women Talking and walking so feminine You and them n***as identical My n***as come from the pinnacle From high I'm a f** me a friend or two Pouring out the Rozay in a pitchable If you shape up for one I can get you two Probably gon' cost you a visual Send me again and you get a few Count it all up in the living room The raveral price is pitiful We starting with some dust and some mineral f**ing then eating some cereal If not finished shooting get rid of you I leave you with doctors in critical I'm docking some ships and I'm making it Police is dreaming of taking me They wanna know where we taking it We buying and smoking and tasting it Valley Rozay is my favourite I love me a b**h who can take a dick No lying no crying, no faking it These other b**hes be faking it b**h be ugly and she like what's up with me But that sh** don't matter My 38 louder, these b**hes be f**ing me I'm whipping this stingray and this block is yellow like bumblebee My dough come from Canada, I got no stamina And she can't keep up with me Working it, t**ng it, flipping it She rocking Molly I'm sipping it Count it then spend it that sh** made no difference I love the deliverance My b**h outta Cali is driving me crazy, a baby deliverer Drinking this liquor and f**ing these strippers I'm popping this Molly like M&M's = These b**hes be acting like rich thots I make em look at my wrist watch Walk in my house like a gift shop f** her she s** till the dick pop All the money I'm accumulating Got the b**hes waiting and the n***as hating f** em all then I don't call She gon' try and say I'm kin with Satan I'm a go and count the money out 30 shot n***a bundle up Put the fifties in a hunnid so They wanna know where it's coming from They wanna see where it's headed to I leave it with doctors and medical Then light em up with the propane Need polydyne with the c**aine Move with my b**h with the road rage She got my wrist on the stone age Drinking this liquor and smoking these swishes I probably get hit in my own lane Probably be searching for everything Except for a b**h and a wedding ring Codeine, no ketamine, I'm a better lean, I'm a better feign b**h be ugly and she like what's up with me But that sh** don't matter My 38 louder, these b**hes be f**ing me I'm whipping this stingray and this block is yellow like bumblebee My dough come from Canada, I got no stamina And she can't keep up with me Working it, t**ng it, flipping it She rocking Molly I'm sipping it Count it then spend it that sh** made no difference I love the deliverance My b**h outta Cali is driving me crazy, a baby deliverer Drinking this liquor and f**ing these strippers I'm popping this Molly like M&M's

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