NO TRENDS

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Yeah, yeah (yeah)
 Yeah, yeah (uh)
 Yeah (yeah)
 Yeah (yeah)
 Yeah
 Damn, uh
 Dollar sign, dollar sign, yeah, I get that shit (get that shit)
 Without them dollar signs, let's see how far your bars gon' get (let's see how far your bars)
 Don't do no features 'less I know you, got no price on this (money)
 This Double Lamb got no OG (nigga)
 Just throw a beat and I'ma eat, nigga (nigga, nigga)
 Nigga, I don't do no beatboxing, leave your feet hot
 That nigga runnin' like a track star right out them Reeboks
 It's no more parties for your shawty, but she still gon' be a thot
 Bet that bitch gon' make it clap to find a nigga with some guap
 With your broke ass, your BD ain't got no cash, ho
 We counted big bucks before I saw that TikTok, ho
 Your favorite rapper probably waitin' on the next trend, ho
 I'd rather get it out the mud before you help me, ho
 That boy Mike Beezy, he don't rock with me, there ain't no stoppin' me
 I seen them pop up out the cut when fans start uppin' all my streams
 I remember ain't nobody used to talk about my heat (on God)
 I remember everything, I never throw away receipts
 Nigga, I don't do no beatboxing, leave your feet hot
 That nigga runnin' like a track star right out them Reeboks
 It's no more parties for your shawty, but she still gon' be a thot
 Bet that bitch gon' make it clap to find a nigga with some guap
 Oh, I see they catchin' felons on me (woah, God)
 If you see Kemp, just put the billy on it, got the city on it
 I was ridin' in that Civic, homie, probably with a shorty
 Now, I never like to kick it, everybody keep recording
 Go by two things in my lifestyle
 Gang money and lose niggas
 Everything start gettin' better
 You gon' see they ain't even cool with ya
 Bad bitches tryna fool with 'em
 I don't want nothin' to do with 'em
 Fake love, tryna make amends
 Just 'cause of that lil' bitty trend on TikToks
 Leave your feet hot
 That nigga runnin' like a track star right out them Reeboks
 It's no more parties for your shawty, but she still gon' be a thot
 Bet that bitch gon' make it clap to find a nigga with some guap
 Nigga, I go by dollar sign, dollar sign, yeah, I get that shit (yeah)
 Without them dollar signs, let's see how far your bars gon' get
 Don't do no features 'less I know you, got no price on this (on God)
 This Double Lamb ain't got OGs
 Just throw a beat and I'ma eat, lil' nigga (Mike Dimes)
 

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Duration
02:31
Key
2
Tempo
140 BPM

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