TRAINS lyrics

by

2nd In Command



Chorus:

Twin b*tches running trains, I'm vibing
Lotta drugs on my horizon
Tip-toeing round the room, fast car go zoom
Trippin balls off shrooms, got me miming
b*tch pressing me but don't know heimlich
b*tch, get the f*ck outta my climate
b*tch, get the f*ck outta my climate
b*tch, get the f*ck outta my climate (x2)


Verse:

My pronouns are Bout/Bands
Your network is a tin can
My man window dressing
Keep the pressure up, he f*ck with sand
Why you bragging bout another mans wrist?
Meanwhile, I pull up with Captain Underpants fizz, uh
di*k so big, over enc*mber that b*tch
She loving the lumber, the lumber ain't damaged
She go Ed Gein, way she make me a chair
Switching my mans, I got otters and bears
I'm counting up, repping Ptolemy stares
Faggots incoming, beware, uh
Pull up like Goofy- end of line
We watch a movie and she likes
Watching her smile, f*ck she shine
Skewer that b*tch like my di*k is a pike
All your friends fake, you belong at Fosters
Movies we making are getting me Oscars, uh
f*cking that b*tch 200 ways, throw me around like a jobber
I f*ck with men, women, all body types
If your mom lookin bad, f*ck it, I'm Wanda Sykes
Wanna ride like a trike, I got 3 di*ks, it's aight
Imma drink till I'm blind- f*ck a light, I'm goated
Whoa, f*cking, bumping Lil Baby
45 bucks on my wrist, lavish lately
Driving used cars, but to me that's a Mercedes
Got a problem with it, b*tch, f*ck you, pay me
See me in your GF house, she a Stan again
Told you do sumn bout it, you a mannequin
She tryna lend a hand like she Anakin
Moving with force on my sh*t

Chorus:

Twin b*tches running trains, I'm vibing
Lotta drugs on my horizon
Tip-toeing round the room, fast car go zoom
Trippin balls off shrooms, got me miming
b*tch pressing me but don't know heimlich
b*tch, get the f*ck outta my climate
b*tch, get the f*ck outta my climate
b*tch, get the f*ck outta my climate (x2)
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