Fat Trel

Fat Trel - Started from the bottom lyrics

rate me

Fat Trel nigga

Slutty boy gang

DC 11-35

You already know what the fuck to do

Louis V mob,Duct tape

No limit forever nigga

Free sosa, and all that there

Gleetchi never gave a fuck about them other niggas

Lot of niggas fuckin with them sucker

Undercover niggas brother

I was tryin to tell you something you don't know

Got my niggas on yo ass

With them k's at yo door

Got my choppers on my hand

Bodies on the floor

Throw them grams in the bag

Get the cash let go

Rock roll

Her pussy on swole

Bitches at the superbowl

Superdome given dome

I'm in my recliner

You need a reminder

That i got all the bitches nigga

In case you tryin' to find

Green dye red dye

I can outline'em

White sheets black bear

White folks find the

Think it was the sauna

Maybe you're in China

Fuck they're in a foreign

She bought me designer

She say she in love

I say i'd be back when I left projects nigga

Flexin with the stack

Murder on my neck

30 shot tech

Helly Hansen sweats

North face vest

This 30 on my right

Will leave a nigga left take a nigga life

Leave a nigga stretched

I know that it work

When we make his mama hurt

And if it's really real

Nigga catch his mama first

Instagram the pic

Put that on a shirt

Take away her purse

She gonna need some dirt

And maybe a couple flowers

We gonna be here for hours

Nigga we don't stop until this whole world ours

Plus i got the pussy with the pills and the power

Pistols and pumps

Pick ups and dunks

Hoe and show out

I smoked out the blunts

Come from that no bout

That no count you done

You see us we jump out

Don't stand there just run

A gun bout no fun bout

I come out the one

Everyday I work

Your bitch look like a bum

I wouldn't let her suck my dick

with her grandmother tongue

Ever since I can't remember

Nigga I been on the run

The way i deliver niggas for Skrilla is getting fun

And I be with gorillaz my niggas is from the jung'

Pack of backwoods

No sheets no fun

Fightin' in the love

Stuntin' in the ton

Fuckin' in the neon

You niggas is peons

I don't even see'em

I'm so fuckin' high

And you're money on low

And I'm probably the reason why

I might be broke forever

Cause i might just never die

I get better with this cheddar

Barettas is 4-5

Look me in my eyes

I ain't never lie

Interogation ivestigation get no reply

I pay my lawyer to win

I pay my lawyer to lie

I pay my lawyer to stunt

I pay my lawyer to fry

Thanks to Neva Die for correcting these lyrics

Thanks to Neva die for correcting these lyrics

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