Trivago lyrics

[Intro]
Ayo Jug! Yeah

[Verse 1]
I cannot f*ck with these little n*ggas
If they coming at me then my racks get bigger
Imma have to pull triggers at their bones
Cause they're acting like hoes and they really ain't it
So I hopped in the Audi and yeah its painted
Bought my girl some Gucci, she elated
Took a trip to Vespucci, we took a flight, I ain't a b*tch
No trivago the [?]
I got the choppa singing like the opera (brra)
n*ggas like soda, yea I'm finna pop em
Caught at the red light, imma stop em
They call me EDM how I drop ‘em (637)
n*ggas know I'm on a mission, I’ll cut a broke n*gga off circ*mcision
I know that he super soft like some Charmin
Sorry ‘bout your ego Don't mean to harm it

[Verse 2]
We hopped in the elevator
b*tch I'm going to top floor, she wanna run the race, yeah
So I bought a whip with torque
n*ggas can't make up, their mind just like sports
A split Decision, a fork in the road
I’ll never back down with a four pound, name on my door, I'm hittin’ the road, yeah
[Chorus]
I cannot f*ck with these little n*ggas
If they coming at me then my racks get bigger
Imma have to pull triggers at their bones
Cause they're acting like hoes and they really ain't it
So I hopped in the Audi and yeah its painted
Bought my girl some Gucci, she elated
Took a trip to Vespucci, we took a flight, I ain't a b*tch
No trivago the [?]
I got the choppa singing like the opera (brra)
n*ggas like soda, yea I'm finna pop em
Caught at the red light, imma stop em
They call me EDM how I drop ‘em (637)
n*ggas know I'm on a mission, I’ll cut a broke n*gga off circ*mcision
I know that he super soft like some Charmin
Sorry ‘bout your ego Don't mean to harm it

[Verse 3]
They say "why you wear white on white? You're not the guy" I said "why is it my blow that you’re gone bite, say goodbye"
Whip in out the Forgiatos in the night, yea, yea, racing, yea, yea, your b*tch on my di*k, she tasting, tasting
That'd be the flavor she savor
Eat her up like now or later
Said she want di*k like now or later
I can't f*ck with these b*tches and haters, they be some rip offs like some loose leaf paper
I made that b*tch walk down, got my choppa my opps bow down, yeah
[Chorus']
I cannot f*ck with these little n*ggas
If they coming at me then my racks get bigger
Imma have to pull triggers at their bones
Cause they're acting like hoes and they really ain't it
So I hopped in the Audi and yeah its painted
Bought my girl some Gucci, she elated
Took a trip to Vespucci, we took a flight, I ain't a b*tch
No trivago the [?]
I got the choppa singing like the opera (brra)
n*ggas like soda, yea I'm finna pop em
Caught at the red light, imma stop em
They call me EDM how I drop ‘em (637)
n*ggas know I'm on a mission, I’ll cut a broke n*gga off circ*mcision
I know that he super soft like some Charmin
Sorry ‘bout your ego Don't mean to harm it

[Outro]
I cannot f*ck with these little n*ggas
They all gonna get disfigured
They all be little n*ggas
They all be little n*ggas
b*tch, yea, yea, yea, yea, gang gang