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Trill
I'll be seeing you
In all the old familiar places
That this heart of mine embraces
All day and through

I got the Glock in the duffel bag
I'ma get to the money, I can't get enough of that
I'm feeling like Future, my new Gucci bucket hat
That pussy boy lacking, where the fuck your [?] at?
Don't say what I say, my nigga, your not tough for that
I slide on the opps one time then I double back
Glock 19 on my hip and I'm upping that
I heard your music nigga, what in the fuck is that?
That shit was horrible
I carry the stick like a charger that's portable
You got any bitches? That shit was rhetorical
I'm balling like Kobe, I'm playing in Oracle
I'ma get to the money, my niggas gon' get a check
Said he want smoke, I'ma give him a cigarette
"Chris got money, where the fuck he get it at?
I know he be rapping nigga, but it isn't that"
Nigga that's none of your business
Yeah, I'm catching em' lacking, spinning
Your bitch in the telly, she gagging and spitting
"Yvngxchris is a bitch," you gotta be kidding
"He spazzing my nigga, that gotta be written"
And I'm not gonna stop, so I'm stacking the millions
And that nigga a pussy, that's just how I'm feeling
I just came out the trap and I'm smelling like gas, man, they thought I was dealing
Damn, damn
I just want the money, I don't got no time for these bitches
These niggas be capping, saying that they gang, but only come around when I got the riches
Y'all niggas be saying that y'all ride or die, but when the police come in, y'all turn into snitches
I'm married to the money, gave it a ring 'cause yvngxchris-o never needed a missus
Or maybe I do, but I can't even tell you
They say I'm the shit, they say, "Chris, I can smell you"
Say "yvngxchris broke," nigga I could sell you
Free all of my niggas locked up in that cell too
I'm smoking exotic, got pack in the mail too
If I got a problem, my shooter will kill you
Your nigga locked up and that gang won't bail you
I stay with that stick, shoutout my nigga L Lou

Alright, bitch I'm done, stop fucking recordi

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