Trigganumba9ine - Sunshine

I can kill em some forces I can kill em in my timbs
And I bet he don't get up cuz bitch these hollow tips be real
I got a shooter out in DC I call em Bradley Beal
32 on the block posted up like o Neal
Ima catch his ass lacking
Ima do his ass bad
If that pussy get to running we gon hop out on his ass
We gon lay his ass out in another nigga grass
If a nigga running from me mando knock 'em off in class
We gon walk his ass down mask on fuck a case
If my choppa get to dumping that hoe beating like the bass
Nigga talking out his neck that 44 hit his face
Nigga pussy in his feelings cuz I'm fucking on his bae
Put a bag up on his head and 65 mike gon run em down
Pussy crying cuz he hurt that nigga died w a frown
Call TNE they be with me we run this fuckin town
Shooting 556s put em 6 up in the ground
Put his homie on a shirt then put some bullets thru that tee
And yo big homie a rat he gave some info for a plea
Nigga thinking he got talent we gon buzz em like a bee
Turnt that bitch into a slut she sucked the dick up for the free
Niggas bitches niggas pussy niggas rats niggas hoes
Niggas talkin Onna net but they be sharing fuckin clothes
All this ice up on a nigga got me stuck in fuckin froze
TNE and ODM bruddas standing ten toes

Smoking big backwoods 3 blunts w my bruddas
Catching vibes and sounds like I'm fuckin w luh gudda
Ima fuck ha den I pass ha to the gang ion love ha
Bro a shoota off the court he a bad muthafucka
Ski mask when we ride we on go off the jump
If a nigga run up on me ima leave his ass slump
Ion really fuck w niggas like I'm fuckin Donald trump
Straight za up in this wood I'm in the air I'm goin dumb
Bro ain't never coming home free my nigga he indicted
LJ he a shoota pull that strap out like a dyke bih
Ain't gon lie I'm tryna fuck her then leave her onnat type shit
Bro had taught me how to up it then blow it saying like this
Man these niggas fuckin stupid why they fuckin w big trigga
They be playin w that boy like he don't roll w them killas
Roll yo brudda in a swisher then we smoke him in a triller
Same niggas since a jit man the love don't get no realer
Aye man why these fuck niggas playin w big trigga like I won't get shit done out here
And if ain't me it's bro nem pussy
Ahhhh haaaaaa shake back nigga

Written by:
Tristan Jeter

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