TrapMoneyScoot - Trimm Lyrics

TrapMoney
Jus slapped a 30 in my 19 full of hollows tryna make it home
12 Just hit da lights but sim da driver ik we gettin gone
Put dat shi on wit my twin merch f*ck comme des garcons
Havin motion she gone see dese racks n she gone drop ha thong
Dis aint even no scat but jump behind us we gone do ya wrong
Tryna elevate i isolate dey think im movin wrong
But wen ya see dat progress hell na dont try to hit my phone
Wen ya see dat progress hell na i cannot put ya on
If you was innat trap slept on dat floor yk we locked 4lyfe
One phone call away yk im slidin nigga wrong or right
RIP to 3 n bandz errynight we shootin dice
Made our side so hot had niggas callin
Like is you igh uh
Yea dis real shi
Yea dis real life
Pop out wit da switch n i wont miss i hold da steel tight
He said he gone kill me but he kno im comin real right
Yea comin real trim
Niggas steady takin losses na we ont feel dem
Been dat nigga since like 02 bitch im still HIM
Neva fakin shi da real me yea da real him
Dey tryna ride da wave but can't catch it dis dat real swim
Yea dis dat real swim
Im comin real trimm