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PERFORMING ARTISTS
TRENDY BOIIZ
TRENDY BOIIZ
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Cynsere Birch
Cynsere Birch
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
TRENDY BOIIZ
TRENDY BOIIZ
Producer

Lyrics

Are you ready?
Crashout
Bitch **** wearing wigs (Wigs)
Bitch **** on my dick (On my dick)
Heard he scared of little ninth graders little **** you is a bitch
Bitch imma go spin yo block (Uh-huh)
Bitch I know where you fucking live (That's right)
Keep on fuckin with me lil bitch (Bitch)
Imma air out his crib (Boom)
Bitch **** better go head and duck
If I see a opp **** he gotta run
Wasn't you tryna get on with a dog fucker (Facts)
Lil **** I ain't tryna hear nun (Don't cap)
I bet I- I bet I do this for fun
Bitch- bitch so fat he can't even run
I'm- I'm getting bread y'all getting nun
Throw- throwing them hunnids and fifties and ones and ones (Yeah, Ha)
Bitch can't read he dumb (He dumb, Ha)
Bitch **** he is a bum (A bum, Ha)
**** you Obese you weigh a ton (Ton, Ha)
Bitch I bet I- I bet I-
Uh (Ha)
Bitch Put- Put a **** on TV (Ha-Ha)
Shoot a **** out the V (V, Ha)
Yea we slide in SRT's (Ha)
Yea we all in the streets (Ha)
Look put a **** on a tee (Ha-ha)
He wish he can be like me (Ha)
Now his bitch texting me
But that bitch for the streets (Haha, Ha)
Yea yuh it's us
Lil **** even needed a ghost writer
Lil **** can't do what I do
Written by: Cynsere Birch
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