Talk That sh*t Trinidad lyrics

[Intro]
(Talk that sh*t, Trinidad)
Aye man y'all n*ggas know who 'Dad is, y'all know who the freshest n*gga is, y'all seen me in the mothaf*ckin' magazines, n*gga
(Talk that sh*t, Trinidad)
Y'all n*ggas be lookin' at my goddamn IG to see what this n*gga wearin', what kind of shoes he got on, how he wearin' them jeans
(Talk that sh*t, Trinidad)
Yeah, ain't no bammer over here. You already know this a real A town n*gga all day, every day. You seen me in that GQ magazine. You seen me in that Flaunt magazine. BET know I rip that mothaf*ckin' runway. I talk this sh*t cause I know this sh*t. You will never, ever dress better than a n*gga named Trinidad James, n*gga, you already know if you from Atlanta

[Hook]
I feel like, these n*ggas, done ran up with my swag
I feel like, these n*ggas, done ran up with my swag
I feel like, these n*ggas, done ran up with my swag
I feel like, these n*ggas, done ran up with my swag

[Verse 1]
I started with the [?], started, then they did it too
I started with Versace, started, then they did it too
f*ck, I did the nappy fro, now they on it too
sh*t, their hair on fleek, not, n*gga, tell me what's your move
b*tch I'm 'Dad and I thought you knew
Your favorite rapper dress like me, man I swear I taught him to
I swear, he only dress like that, baby, cause we taught him to
Check his Instagram, I sip my tea, just like Kermit do
Fly n*ggas shop on Fairfax, not the mall
Real n*ggas don't f*ck with police, f*ck the law
These n*ggas think they're stylin' for real though
Boy stop, you better call Ronaldo
I couldn't pay to look this good, n*gga, that's on everything
I promise I was born with it, yes they call me James
[Hook]

[Verse 2]
So much gold in my chain, gold up in my ring
Check my rings, I might need a statue
These n*ggas not tryna change, they just rappin' for a chain
Try and take a n*gga's chain, he might shoot you
I buy a Rollie every birthday just to do it (Nike)
I'm savin' all my money up, like a n*gga Jewish (Drake)
Anything my mama want, she get it, nothin' to it
All these things where these n*ggas that I've been on, boy you're losin'
From Vegas to [?] I'm the flyest n*gga movin'
Buyin' everything strange, Harajuku to Shibuya
Don't show my pics to your girl, you might get the finger
What? Cause she already liked him

[Hook]