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trouBLe Video (MV)




Performed By: Ali Masego
Language: English




Ali Masego - trouBLe Lyrics




Yeah

Yeah, yeah

Uh

Runnin' this shit yeah I feel like the mayor

I stomp nigga's out like a boot on the stair

You lookin' for clout, I can tell that you care

Stop playin' around I got drums like a snare

Fur coat on me, yeah that shit came off a bear

Got smoke on me, I put the jays in the air

Pullin' out tracks, no fake hair

Slimy lil' slatt, only snakes here

If they talkin' shit don't got patience with them

Send them to the vet make some patients with them

Gave em' that smoke like I'm flamin' with them

I'm rollin' with demons I came in with them

I roll with the team and I came in with ten

It's young Ali season I'm raisin' the temp'

You know that we bangin' that's Kaman and Kemp

I'm smokin' that dank put that shit in a hemp

Ha

I hope you ain't lookin' for trouble

Makin' these plays like a huddle

Get hit with a uzi make you do the shuffle

I'm in my bag like my Louis V. duffle

My bitch is bad and they ain't trying to cuddle

They ass like my coat yeah that shit is a bubble

These nigga's broke I can see how they struggle

I'm not with the talkin' go get you a muzzle

I got me a piece, ruined the puzzle

Up N.Y.C. whippin' lams' no shuttle

F*ck the corona

Spanish lil' bitch and she sippin' Corona

I got a mix of the lean and the soda

I got some paper I need me a folder

I hope you ain't lookin' for trouble

There's blood in the water so now it's a puddle

I'm stackin' up cheddar got chips like it's Ruffles

I'm doin' way better got chips and they double

Hold on

Wait

Hold up

This some pressure

Went and copped me a stick so I stay together

Bitch you out savin' thotties they pray together

Your bitch said she know me, I never met her

Think she want me to book 'er like Dev and Trevor

Way I'm gettin' this money I'm payed forever

All you nigga's is broke, I could never

Uh, brand new patek

So I know what time I'mma pull up for static

Put him on the floor like he can't find the attic
Like where is he now? Ending was tragic

My baby so bad look like she in a pageant

Got some new Vlone high fashion

Pull up with gang, nigga's what's happenin'?

Bet you ain't know that Ali on that action

I hope you ain't lookin' for trouble

I've been up for so long that it's hard to be humble

Ha

I hope you ain't lookin' for trouble

Yeah

Bitch
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English

Yeah

Yeah, yeah

Uh

Runnin' this shit yeah I feel like the mayor

I stomp nigga's out like a boot on the stair

You lookin' for clout, I can tell that you care

Stop playin' around I got drums like a snare

Fur coat on me, yeah that shit came off a bear

Got smoke on me, I put the jays in the air

Pullin' out tracks, no fake hair

Slimy lil' slatt, only snakes here

If they talkin' shit don't got patience with them

Send them to the vet make some patients with them

Gave em' that smoke like I'm flamin' with them

I'm rollin' with demons I came in with them

I roll with the team and I came in with ten

It's young Ali season I'm raisin' the temp'

You know that we bangin' that's Kaman and Kemp

I'm smokin' that dank put that shit in a hemp

Ha

I hope you ain't lookin' for trouble

Makin' these plays like a huddle

Get hit with a uzi make you do the shuffle

I'm in my bag like my Louis V. duffle

My bitch is bad and they ain't trying to cuddle

They ass like my coat yeah that shit is a bubble

These nigga's broke I can see how they struggle

I'm not with the talkin' go get you a muzzle

I got me a piece, ruined the puzzle

Up N.Y.C. whippin' lams' no shuttle

F*ck the corona

Spanish lil' bitch and she sippin' Corona

I got a mix of the lean and the soda

I got some paper I need me a folder

I hope you ain't lookin' for trouble

There's blood in the water so now it's a puddle

I'm stackin' up cheddar got chips like it's Ruffles

I'm doin' way better got chips and they double

Hold on

Wait

Hold up

This some pressure

Went and copped me a stick so I stay together

Bitch you out savin' thotties they pray together

Your bitch said she know me, I never met her

Think she want me to book 'er like Dev and Trevor

Way I'm gettin' this money I'm payed forever

All you nigga's is broke, I could never

Uh, brand new patek

So I know what time I'mma pull up for static

Put him on the floor like he can't find the attic
Like where is he now? Ending was tragic

My baby so bad look like she in a pageant

Got some new Vlone high fashion

Pull up with gang, nigga's what's happenin'?

Bet you ain't know that Ali on that action

I hope you ain't lookin' for trouble

I've been up for so long that it's hard to be humble

Ha

I hope you ain't lookin' for trouble

Yeah

Bitch
[ Correct these Lyrics ]

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