"Trophy" lyrics
"Trophy"
(Genie, you killed this)
Uhh, yeah-yeah
It's 3M, and free my dawgs and free my-, uh
Ayy, it's 3M, ayy
Shordy said she love me 'cause I'm lit, uh-huh
They hate to see me flex, it gets them pissed, uh-huh
Mali Makin' Money, gettin' rich, uh-huh
It's 3M, grrt-grrt-grrt
Shordy said she love me 'cause I'm lit, uh-huh
They hate to see me flex, it gets them pissed, uh-huh
Mali Makin' Money, gettin' rich, uh-huh
Quarter milli' on my neck and on my wrist, uh-huh
Yeah, for my block, bitch, I'm a trophy
Yeah, see I'ma make it with the whole team, yeah
I told my niggas flood their Rollies, yeah
For all the nights up in these cold streets
Shordy said she love me 'cause I'm lit, uh-huh
Hate to see me flex, it gets them pissed, uh-huh
Mali Makin' Money, gettin' rich, uh-huh
Quarter milli' on my neck and on my wrist, uh-huh
These pussy niggas tried to get me in the summer, nice try
I just hate the fact that block is dead when we slide by
Run that nigga down 'cause we don't do no drive-by
Catch a name brand, and then my niggas high five
I know the city inside out, don't need no GPS
Yeah, like window tinted, duckin' ETF
I smoke a spliff after a drill, and go watch TPS
They freed my nigga Number 3, they gotta free the rest
CLE and I got loyalty in my DNA
Called the plug and asked, "Yo, broski, what's your eTA?"
I need to re-, and go there low, outside the GTA
'Cause the block is flamin', five star, GTA
Yeah, uh, yeah, they know we step
Better come correct, I represent my set
It's Triple M, and bitch, I got it all over my neck
They fuckin' with the opps, they better stand on what they rep
'Cause when we see them, we got mops and we gon' clean the mess
They can't live up in the city, they know we a threat
My youngins put in work and I don't even have to sweat
I'm gettin' money, 3-6-5, and I ain't talkin' bets
Uh, yeah, shootin' with no mesh
With my right or left, I swear my opps are dess
Yeah, uh, and they just play the 'net
And on the keyboard, that's the only time these pussies press
Shordy said she love me 'cause I'm lit, uh-huh
They hate to see me flex, it gets them pissed, uh-huh
Mali Makin' Money, gettin' rich, uh-huh
Quarter milli' on my neck and on my wrist, uh-huh
Yeah, for my block, bitch, I'm a trophy
Yeah, see I'ma make it with the whole team, yeah
I told my niggas flood their Rollies, yeah
For all the nights up in these cold streets
Shordy said she love me 'cause I'm lit, uh-huh
Hate to see me flex, it gets them pissed, uh-huh
Mali Makin' Money, gettin' rich, uh-huh
Quarter milli' on my neck and on my wrist, uh-huh
On my block, bitch, I'm a trophy, yeah
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- 3MFrench Lyrics
EP:
"French Connections" (2022)
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