Troll Me lyrics


SleazyWorld Go

Come here

Heard n*ggas been speakin' on my name, sayin' this and that (What?)
Face shot'll crack your head like a baseball bat (Come on)
Watch out, shots fired, don't get your baseball smacked (Come on)
Huh, huh (Watch out)
Don't get a hit, I put choppers in the hood
Told my youngins do a skit (Go do somethin'), he get caught, he know he good
He gettin' out 'cause n*ggas rich (I'ma bond him out)
n*ggas rich now (On my mama), uh-huh
Yeah, bond him out
n*ggas hidin', keep dissin', we gon' find him out (Come on)
Heard the last n*gga got caught leavin' his mama house (Come on)
Huh, caught him lackin'
This b*tch freaky, she eat di*k and all you hear is this b*tch smackin'
Slapped a fully on the forty, turned this b*tch to automatic (Frrat)
Chase a opp down in my jewelry, residue all on my Patek (sh*t)
I mean Patek (Uh)
This a Cartier on my wrist, I ain't even got it yet (I ain't even cop it)
Up a couple mills, my first deal, I ain't even gotta flex (I ain't even gotta)
7.62s spittin' out that K, look like it's talkin' sh*t (Talkin' sh*t)
Chopper ain't valet, but this b*tch here just made him park his whip (Park this sh*t), huh
Made him park, if it's smoke up in the air, then we gon' spark (Spark)
Sleazy-ass n*ggas wrap the shirts, we ain't never need the Sheisty mask (No)
Throw lil' bro a Perc', he pop it, he get on your ass (Pop)
Glizzy gang, first ones in the city that start playin' with them switchy things (Grrt)
Took the buttons off, he turned them switches on them glizzy things (Frrat, frrat)
We the G.O.A.T.s, she eat babies, I put semen down her throat (Come on)
Come here, freaky b*tch, swallow this di*k until you choke (Ooh), nasty
Let me sl*t her out, but she was classy, huh, huh
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