Los Angeles Lifers & TRIFE LIFE RECORDS - Trife Lifers

Hahaha yeah TRIFELIFE Lifers TRiFE LiFERS haha Bop yeah
Yeah Freak bitch got wap it's getting sold
Look look look look
I told her make the shit pop like crisco
Everytime you see me I got the guap it can't fold
Lil freaky bitch broke but got wap it's getting sold
These new niggas don't be knowing how to Mack on these hoes
How you have a baby with a bitch and she's supposed to be a hoe
I'm high tech I made a $100,000 off pros
Ain't got no room for the envy niggas hate cause I'm on
A thousand pills get em gone we ain't doing no talking on the phone
(L's) Gotta keep it consistent all the gear I got on is exclusive and different
The 24 lifer chain make me smile when it glistens giving out all the ism
Lil bro keep up yo money and stop keeping up with these bitches
You don't need all of em' you just need one that can listen
Me and lil baby getting richer n she getting thicker
Probably cause of all these 5 star dinners
You at home on tender you the type nigga sock the bitch when you lose yo temper
You mad cause she love the lifer she see the potential
All the ism soaked up and registered in her mental
You keeping tabs on the lifers like a bitch do
Aye Lil baby so bad I need my issue
Beat her doonies down and blow a bag with my niggas
Hit the field and act an ass with this pistol
Niggas fold under pressure when it's time to jiggy
And I ain't going out sad cause I got my 40 with me
Shut ridiculous niggas broke and pockets still on empty
I've been getting a bag so I can see why niggas envy
Niggas going out sad these new niggas don't know how to bleed a bitch
She want a TRIFELIFE Nigga with the sauce and ingredients
Yeah Police get to asking questions I plead the 5th
I thought this was a traffic stop why you tryna search my shit
Cold stash fit a glock with a drum and shit
Just know Ima be ready when them opp niggas come and shit
Man get some profit out the bitch she be doing dicks
Fucking for the free don't get you nothing but a gang of kids
Hope I go to heaven I ain't did nothing but a gang of sins
Summer 2020 it was all wok and a gang of tris
I need all my Chips I need my Funyuns
(I need it all)
When they see you with that money
(They gone want some)
When the lifers throw the party they gone show up
When you pull up on the lifer better go up
Nigga old as fuck talking he finna glow up
Get focused get a job Nigga grow up
Ain't you that one nigga who got robbed tryna play tough (Oh that's you)
Seen it in yo eyes you a bitch ain't had to say nothing

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