Troll Patrol E

You know what I'm sayin'? We tryna, you know What I mean? We tryna shake the city up, So this shit gotta flow, you know what I Mean? Yeah, uh, look. One thousand grams on a chain My jeweler fuckin' Over Johnny Dang. It's revenge when I put it In they face. Niggas wanna play, then we put 'em in they place Benz in the shop, so I gotta get another one. All through the lot tryna see which one I Want. Get Gazzy on the phone, it's gon' be Big. It's too late to turn back, boy, we Deep in. C4 say give 'em what they want. Guess it's that time for me to put on That show. Big Clink, he started this shit As For me, I'm the heart of this shit. Got a twin named Egypt and I named her On the prison phone. I was in the spot Cookin' dope with a pistol on me Let that shit sink in. This my truth, these is facts that I'm speakin'. Movie star 'cause life is a movie Life's a Bitch but she bad and she bougie. In the streets, I'm a rep, I'm a classic. Fuck Roscoe's 'cause the shit got nasty Bartender, Bring the whole bottle. My bitch out the city But she lookin' like a foreign model Hoomdizai's war With a sag on it. Just got fresh and Forgot to pop the tag on it Too many niggas hatin'. Too many niggas fakin'. Too many niggas broke. Too many niggas trollin'. All I care about is Digits and commas Pistols and Vons We into designer Flyin' in the city with models Fit check, Gotta do a drip check. Lookin' at the map, what city we gon' hit Next? Runnin' up the bag, what car I'm gon' Get next? It gotta have room 'cause I like To have big sex. If I gotta wear a Rubber, I don't want it, I'm exclusive. Tryna stick to one woman Bing-bing in my Bloodstream. White Air Force 1s, I can't wear 'em If they ain't Supreme. Yeah, right now we in That mode. Jeans, beanie, buy a pair of Suco I like girls with cornrows and lace fronts. White toes, but fuck all that makeup. Billion-dollar brain, hundred-thousand-dollar chain We get through hard times poppin' champagne. At a Paris steakhouse on a stakeout. See a model at the table, fly her straight To the house Too many niggas hatin'. Too many niggas fakin'. Too many niggas broke. Too many niggas trollin'. All I care about is Digits and commas Pistols and Vons We into designer Flyin' in the city with models