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Wizz Havinn - Trendsetting Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, uh (Nigga, uh)
Uh, nigga, yeah (Nigga, uh)
(Gentle Beatz)
Aight, come on

[Chorus]
All these dead presidents, my bankroll a cemetery (Yeah)
Federal sticks up in this bitch, we movin' like the military (We movin' like the army)
I ain't scared of shit, it's 'bout that bag, I pull up anywhere (And it's on, nigga)
Shitload of bad hoes in a black truck, can't fit in there (Yeah)
These niggas copy what I wear, I'm trendsettin' and shit (I set the trend)
Check my street cred, boy, I been pressin' shit (Man, I been doin' this shit)
Still plugged in, I'll get my hands on a brick (I can get my hands on anything)
I'ma go and fuck her friend, ain't puttin' my hands on a bitch (I ain't doin' that)

[Verse]
The shirt was like six-fifty, the pants was like nine hundred (Yeah)
I don't know if I'ma ever leave the hood, the Southside jumpin' (Southside)
I'm worth a couple M's, but I still be outside thuggin' (Be outside)
Don't get my hands dirty, got some niggas that's gon' slide for me
Yeah, nigga gon' put that work in for me (Yeah)
Bubbs came in, the purple ones, but they ain't for the cheap (They not for the low)
Cuffin' on that ho, you stupid, dude, you know she for the streets (You know she for the streets)
Real trench baby, every hood got dummy love for me (Nigga, uh)
[Chorus]
All these dead presidents, my bankroll a cemetery (Yeah)
Federal sticks up in this bitch, we movin' like the military (Movin' like the military)
I ain't scared of shit, it's 'bout that bag, I pull up anywhere (And it's on, nigga)
Shitload of bad hoes in a black truck, can't fit in there (Yeah, yeah)
These niggas copy what I wear, I'm trendsettin' and shit (I set the trend)
Check my street cred, boy, I been pressin' shit (Been doin' this shit)
Still plugged in, I'll get my hands on a brick (Get my hands on anything)
I'ma go and fuck her friend, ain't puttin' my hands on a bitch (I ain't doin' that)