Trash

Back when we used to recycle our

Bottles and cans, just to get money for dope

Back when we hopped in the van, take what you can, now we buying the O

People that make it look strange,

Peep through my blinds 'cause I know that they know

Bitch, I've been up for some days,

Thinking of ways to get out of this hole

Hold up, bitch! Hold up, bitch!

I don't want a problem but if

Trouble's what you want then hold up, bitch

Came from the place where the basement was home

Now the traces are gone

Never be back, no, I never feel bad

But fuck it, I guess here we just tryna move on

Floating down the river with a wood lit

Camo so I'm blending with the wood, bitch

Everybody say they from the hood, eh

You ain't never been to the hood, bitch

Xavier Wulf:

You know all of my niggas buck as fuck

They don't give a fuck about fucking shit up

And I don't give a fuck about showing niggas love

When I mean mug, I hit a fool then I shoulder shrug

I don't give a fuck if a bitch wanna fuck

All these hoes sluts so I don't let them touch

Nigga, shut the fuck up, fool, you ain't even tough

Trynna play me, I beat him down 'til I pick him up

Bitch nigga know who the damn Führer

You see my whole fleet, lil' bruh, count 'em up

Hundred million men finna fuck his life up

All I do is watch while the squad cut him up

Fuck a nigga mean, I woke up as a torturer