Trevon Diggs

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Off this woky, bae
I need you to hold on to me

I just spent the bag with Veblen
I went on a shopping spree
Ain't no gorilla or no monkey
But it say, bape on my T

I spent a brick up on my wrist
Maybe that's why she f*ck with me
I'm a bag, chasing money
Hungry, youngin these streets

I made a bag off a bag
And all my diamonds be on fleek
Take a bad bitch, make her rich
I'm something like a P.I.M.P

I poured 250 in this cup
Now I'm walking with a limp
I'm higher then a fucking f*ck
Somewhere up there with the blimp

She said she fucking with my style
Yo, bitch, in love with my drip
VS1 diamonds put a smile on my face
They like a trophy

Off that woky, thought I told you
Once you need to hold me
Bae, you need to hold me
And don't let go of me

I know you heard some shit about my past
But that's the old me
Richer then the bitch, I got an addiction to this codeine
These boys be so damn broke and down

Bad acting like they big dogs
But they ain't
Thought he got away by running off
But that's a funny thought

Boy, you ain't get away
Get back, don't got a date
You goofy, I'ma rip your head off
Sipping on this medicine

And I ain't even got a cough
But I just coughed up off that Zag
Got seven bowls up in the trap
Scoring like my name Trevon

Got two chains on and they both be dancing
I call them my twins
When I walk up in this section
All these bitches want my kids

Mm-hmm, but I ain't giving them shit
I remember days when I was down
Bad with all of my dawgs
Now we the littlest in the city

GMF, that be the mob
If my dawg don't got Dior's
Then he could borrow him a pair
I spent three K on some Amiri jeans

That I ain't even wear
I ain't never worn
Got my chains against each other
Yo, bitch, finna hear

That I'm on another level
Or another words a different tier
We chasing opps right down the block
And they be running like some deer

They be running
He say he straight and bout the life
But he a undercover queer
You a bitch

And I'm sorry I'm addicted to these drugs
But my back be hurt
I swear, my back be hurt
But I ain't hurt no more

I poured a four and it feel like a perc
Don't you worry about me
I've been fine just putting in this work
Shawty snatch my soul like Annabelle

She put that mouth to work
And I can never work
I got this on my own
Been my own boss this what I learned

You can't trust nobody riding lonely in these streets
Pistol underneath the bed
Just in case they tryna creep
This a million dollar phone

I'm bustin' plays with all the fiends
I got trust issues
I don't know if I can f*ck with you
Not sure if I got a heart

But I'ma fall in love with you
And if I do that shit for real
Any pearl you can have it
Any diamond you can have it

I'ma buy you anything

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