Lirik Lagu Trollz - 6ix9ine & Nicki Minaj
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Watch, mhmGlock, mhmCocked, mhmGot it, mhmYou need that? I got itThat's cash in my pocketsThat's cash one hunnidsYou need that? I got itNeed it, I got it, cash, pocketsBands on me, sticks on meYou need that? I got it
This cash, my pocketsThat's cash one hunnidsYou need that?Yeah, she like how I throw them racksYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeahKeep on throwin' that cashYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeahKeep on throwin' that assYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeahBenz truck in the backYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I know you don't like me, you wanna fight meYou don't want no problems at your party, don't invite meI don't worry 'bout you niggas, please stop talking 'bout meAlways talking 'bout me 'cause you looking for the clouty6ix-nina, the 9ine-ninaRiding in the two-seater with two ninasBaby got that Aquafina, it's cocainaSmoking on that OG reefer, no TMZ-aForgiatos on a Benz truck, make her friends fuckTold her she could get Chanel if she let my friends fuckSlide, shining in the Rolls Royce, it got red gutsWait, hold up, nah, still don't give a fuckVroom, vroom, G5Vroom, vroom, we highYou the type of nigga that I never wanna be likeYou the type of bitch that will never get a replyHi, hater, bye, hater, vroom
And, she like how I throw them racksYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeahKeep on throwin' that cashYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeahKeep on throwin' that assYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeahBenz truck in the backYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Dolla Dollar bill, come get herEven your man know Nickis do it betterI know you don't like me, you wanna fight meAlways on my page, never double-tap like me (like me)Baddies to my left and my right (right)Never chase a corny nigga, put that on my life (life)Just put it in his face, all this cakeHe wanted a tasteWe sippin' on that AceItty-bitty waist, pretty face (face)Yeah, eat it, Cookie Monsta (ooh)He a slave to this pussy, call me masterReal wet, I said, " Slurp it like it's pasta"They get nervous when it's Nicki on the roster (rrr)Somebody usher this nigga into a clinic (clinic)My flow still sick, I ain't talkin' a pandemic (-demic)I write my own lyrics, a lot of these bitches gimmicksThey study Nicki style, now all of dem wan' mimic (mimic)Talkin' 'bout snitches when it's snitches in your camp (camp)Never stand alone, you always itchin' for a stamp (stamp)Me, I'm still money wrists, light up like a lamp (lamp)They gon' have to send they best fighter for the champRacks, I got 'em, Mary, I'm Poppin'They keep hating, but still watchingCheck the boards (boards), I'm still toppingBust down or Plain Jane, I got optionsIt's a bunch of mini mes, I'm the one they mockin'Showed you how to get a bag, now you goin' shoppin'When I come out, all the sneak bitches start plotting (plotting)When I come out, it's a sweep, bitches start mopping
And she like how I throw them racksYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeahKeep on throwin' that cashYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeahKeep on throwin' that assYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeahBenz truck in the backYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Watch, mhmGlock, mhmCocked, mhmGot it, mhm
If you like, I throw it fast, real fast, fast, fastHe singin' my old song, yellin', " Ass, ass, ass"They be speeding, trying to be me, then they crash, crash, crashStill a hundred like the number on my dash, dash, dashThat real ass ain't keep your nigga home
This cash, my pocketsThat's cash one hunnidsYou need that?Yeah, she like how I throw them racksYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeahKeep on throwin' that cashYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeahKeep on throwin' that assYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeahBenz truck in the backYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I know you don't like me, you wanna fight meYou don't want no problems at your party, don't invite meI don't worry 'bout you niggas, please stop talking 'bout meAlways talking 'bout me 'cause you looking for the clouty6ix-nina, the 9ine-ninaRiding in the two-seater with two ninasBaby got that Aquafina, it's cocainaSmoking on that OG reefer, no TMZ-aForgiatos on a Benz truck, make her friends fuckTold her she could get Chanel if she let my friends fuckSlide, shining in the Rolls Royce, it got red gutsWait, hold up, nah, still don't give a fuckVroom, vroom, G5Vroom, vroom, we highYou the type of nigga that I never wanna be likeYou the type of bitch that will never get a replyHi, hater, bye, hater, vroom
And, she like how I throw them racksYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeahKeep on throwin' that cashYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeahKeep on throwin' that assYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeahBenz truck in the backYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Dolla Dollar bill, come get herEven your man know Nickis do it betterI know you don't like me, you wanna fight meAlways on my page, never double-tap like me (like me)Baddies to my left and my right (right)Never chase a corny nigga, put that on my life (life)Just put it in his face, all this cakeHe wanted a tasteWe sippin' on that AceItty-bitty waist, pretty face (face)Yeah, eat it, Cookie Monsta (ooh)He a slave to this pussy, call me masterReal wet, I said, " Slurp it like it's pasta"They get nervous when it's Nicki on the roster (rrr)Somebody usher this nigga into a clinic (clinic)My flow still sick, I ain't talkin' a pandemic (-demic)I write my own lyrics, a lot of these bitches gimmicksThey study Nicki style, now all of dem wan' mimic (mimic)Talkin' 'bout snitches when it's snitches in your camp (camp)Never stand alone, you always itchin' for a stamp (stamp)Me, I'm still money wrists, light up like a lamp (lamp)They gon' have to send they best fighter for the champRacks, I got 'em, Mary, I'm Poppin'They keep hating, but still watchingCheck the boards (boards), I'm still toppingBust down or Plain Jane, I got optionsIt's a bunch of mini mes, I'm the one they mockin'Showed you how to get a bag, now you goin' shoppin'When I come out, all the sneak bitches start plotting (plotting)When I come out, it's a sweep, bitches start mopping
And she like how I throw them racksYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeahKeep on throwin' that cashYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeahKeep on throwin' that assYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeahBenz truck in the backYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Watch, mhmGlock, mhmCocked, mhmGot it, mhm
If you like, I throw it fast, real fast, fast, fastHe singin' my old song, yellin', " Ass, ass, ass"They be speeding, trying to be me, then they crash, crash, crashStill a hundred like the number on my dash, dash, dashThat real ass ain't keep your nigga home
