Trix Are For Kidz

Trix Are For Kidz - Truce ft. Bryalle (Prod. Lovemynine & Bryalle)

(Truce)
Yuh, let me go pop my shit
Came in dis bih wit my twin
Yea we get fly as shit (brrr)
Im wit lil bry and lil nine, in the stu we makin fye and shit. (dat fyeeeee)
I had to tell dat lil bitch
No i ain't buyin u shit, yuh
Its almost halloween, so this hoe, must think, that im, a trick
Had to tell dat hoe dat trix are 4 kidz
Ballin hard, they tryn copy my sigs
Tryna take over man i can't even miss
Yuh, all these hatin ass niggas ride dick, (uhh)
My shoota came tac' wit dat switch
Im ridin round wit 5% on my tint
He want smoke wit us yea he better enlist
Cuz u gon need heavy ar-till-ery
Ya hoe eat my dick likе a delicacy
Gettin harder to namе niggas better den me
Got da rick pants, wit da vetements tee
This hoe tryn trap me with a pregnancy
My ex want me back she begging me
Im smoking za im high off tree
In da garden bitch just like adam n eve
Ya ya ya
And this hoe fuck it up fuck it up
Dis hoe say i keep fuckin up fuckin up
And my shooter gon keep buggin up buckin em
Hella hoes in the function but i ain't cuffin em
Ion fw cuffin i ain't police
In the field nigga like a goalie
In the field i might just cop mo cleats
Gettin cold might cop me a moncleez
Feel like lil boat, smokin brocoli
This hoe eat my shrimp, like hibachi
And these niggas flows wishy washy
Niggas see me, and then, they copy
Im the big captain i feel like kenpachi
If u ain't talkin bout bread then u lost me
All of dese niggas they mad they can't top me

(Bryalle)
Why he tryna run now
Bitch im tryna pipe up
I ain't tryna pipe down
Think he killin my vibe
Think u gotta get out
Yea im gettin hella high
Yea i got da large amounts
Think u gotta get down, on ur knees, s-u-c-k
Yea im makin fye up on da beat like im ckaine
Ion know why dis hoe still wit me, what u see in me?
Yuh, leave me u gon see, u gon see one day

(Truce)
Yuh, let me go pop my shit
Came in dis bih wit my twin
Yea we get fly as shit (brrr)
Im wit lil bry and lil nine, in the stu we makin fye and shit. (dat fyeeeee)
I had to tell dat lil bitch
No i ain't buyin u shit, yuh
Its almost halloween, so this hoe, must think, that im, a trick
Had to tell dat hoe dat trix are 4 kidz
Ballin hard, they tryn copy my sigs
Tryna take over man i can't even miss
Yuh, all these hatin ass niggas ride dick, (uhh)
My shoota came tac' wit dat switch
Im ridin round wit 5% on my tint
He want smoke wit us yea he better enlist
Cuz u gon need heavy ar-till-ery
Ya hoe eat my dick like a delicacy
Gettin harder to name niggas better den me
Got da rick pants, wit da vetements tee
This hoe tryn trap me with a pregnancy
My ex want me back she begging me
Im smoking za im high off tree
In da garden bitch just like adam n eve