Pista RallisMusic
TRVSH! (uncensored)
A very alternative and energetic electronic - Hip Hop track
Precio de licencia: 2,49 €
Letra
Yeah, flexin’ fake chains in the mirror
Mom’s basement, boy, couldn't get no nearer
Talkin’ 'bout stacks, but you broke as shit
Still payin’ Klarna for your Gucci fit
Sippin’ “lean” outta grape soda can
Actin’ tough but you run when it hits the fan
Blue tick dreams with your dad’s Corolla
Only thing you pushin' is your fake persona
You're not hard, you're not rich
You're just loud, full of shit
Postin' lies, chasin’ clout
But we see what you're about
You ain’t savage, you’re a meme
Wake up, bro, it ain’t a dream
All that drip, still smell like trash
TRVSH! TRVSH! Flash and crash
All caps, fake beef, big ego
Spotify bots, fake plays on the D-low
Gold grill? Nah, it’s dental glue
Your whole persona's a parody too
Photoshop abs, fake tats from Shein
Tryna sell pain you ain't ever been in
Grew up soft, now you bark online
But the real ones see through every line
Big room bounce with a trap boy whine
Two-faced clown on a rented timeline
Anthem blastin' over wannabe bars
Fake trap stars get buried in drops
You're not hard, you're not rich
You're just loud, full of shit
Postin' lies, chasin’ clout
But we see what you're about
You ain’t savage, you’re a meme
Wake up, bro, it ain’t a dream
All that drip, still smell like trash
TRVSH! TRVSH! Flash and crash
Mom’s basement, boy, couldn't get no nearer
Talkin’ 'bout stacks, but you broke as shit
Still payin’ Klarna for your Gucci fit
Sippin’ “lean” outta grape soda can
Actin’ tough but you run when it hits the fan
Blue tick dreams with your dad’s Corolla
Only thing you pushin' is your fake persona
You're not hard, you're not rich
You're just loud, full of shit
Postin' lies, chasin’ clout
But we see what you're about
You ain’t savage, you’re a meme
Wake up, bro, it ain’t a dream
All that drip, still smell like trash
TRVSH! TRVSH! Flash and crash
All caps, fake beef, big ego
Spotify bots, fake plays on the D-low
Gold grill? Nah, it’s dental glue
Your whole persona's a parody too
Photoshop abs, fake tats from Shein
Tryna sell pain you ain't ever been in
Grew up soft, now you bark online
But the real ones see through every line
Big room bounce with a trap boy whine
Two-faced clown on a rented timeline
Anthem blastin' over wannabe bars
Fake trap stars get buried in drops
You're not hard, you're not rich
You're just loud, full of shit
Postin' lies, chasin’ clout
But we see what you're about
You ain’t savage, you’re a meme
Wake up, bro, it ain’t a dream
All that drip, still smell like trash
TRVSH! TRVSH! Flash and crash