[Intro: C Blu & Set Da Trend]
Grrah, grrah
Look
What's the fuckin' word Set Da Trend? What we doin'?
Elvis, grrah
Smoking on all yall dead niggas
When I catch CJ Goon, it's lit
When I catch Sha, then it's lit
Who else? Look
Who the fuck want smoke, nigga?
I got the lighter we gon' light it
Light that shit
Look, look
C Blu
[Chorus: C Blu]
They said that they spinning for me, boy where is you at?
You know I'm outside with a whole lotta gat
I might be a rapper but you know I cannot lack, like
Gotta keep me a strap, no dyke
Cause these niggas be plottin' on takin' my life
You know I won't go like Rick (At all)
So, one false move, he get turned into a spliff
He say he got lied by a bitch
He thought he was fuckin' until he seen crips, and I heard they wanna smoke with the stars
Trend, pass me the torch, lets go make it lit
[Verse 1: Set Da Trend]
I came with the rock, I don't need no assist
You know I'm the trend with a whole lotta crips
Can't go out like Rick, gotta walk with the stick
Say you back on the court like you Mellow, stop it
Talk on JayRip, but what happen to Yellow
TNT, know I'm smoking explosive
Think that I'm lacking, but I got the pole tucked
Don't got the gun he get poked up, like
Say you tough, but you gotta show us
Got the bricks on ice, it's time to roll up
Poppin' these perkys, lil homie, I'm rollin'
Feelin' under pressure, for JB I'm throwin'
Catch Blockwork, I'ma really turn him to a strain
Stealin', you need money, nigga, it's a shame
Got booked, I ain't say no names
Who flame? I flame
Choppa put a nigga on a chain
Poppin' Yellow to ease the pain
Catch me an opp, he gon' see the day
Move Look got hit in his fiji
Set Da Trend, know your man wanna be me
Hollows hit him, it comin' in 3-D
All these bitches reachin', they greedy
You get shot if you think I'm a peewee
You get shot if you think I'm a peewee
You get shot if you think I'm a peewee
Hit a Ray bop, now the bitch wanna eat me
[Verse 2: C Blu]
You get shot reachin' for my chain
Mentioning JayRip and now you meeting Caine
Gotta chill, gang say I be wildin' out
17, as a crip, I start spazzin' out
Need a mil', I won't stop til' I reached it
Fucked on his bitch, but we kept it a secret
She like, "C Blu, I like how you thinkin'"
Poured up some migos', now she tryna eat it
Hit from the front, got her feeling conceited, don't want me to back out, she screamin' "I need it"
[Verse 3: Set Da Trend]
Hit it once, and you know that I'm leavin'
Bitch, you buggin', I can't do the scenin'
Headshot, Black Ops, know that I'm leavin' em
C came with the mop, know we cleanin' em
Bitch, yall know it's us, ain't no other
Glock to the hill, and they duckin' for cover
I've been ballin' for like 7 summers
Know I'm different, I'm out of your league
I be ballin', I'on get fatigued
She like "Set Da Trend, mark up a tee"
I'm like Curry, I'on shoot from deep
Walk down, gang, leave his brains on the seat
[Verse 4: C Blu]
Bought a new Glock, this shit came with a beam
No, I can't miss, all I shoot is greens
Hit the 80 bop when I'm on the scene
One step back, make her shoulder lean
Blue lights on me, I don't stop for D's
Might do the whole dash, cause I'm off a bean
Praying to the Lord, I control the V (Look)
Praying to the Lord, I control the V
Praying to the Lord, I-
[Chorus: C Blu]
They said that they spinning for me (where ya'll niggas at?), boy where is you at?
You know I'm outside with a whole lotta gat
I might be a rapper but you know I cannot lack, like
Gotta keep me a strap, no dyke
Cause these niggas be plottin' on takin' my life
You know I won't go like Rick (At all)
So, one false move, he get turned into a spliff
He say he got lied by a bitch
He thought he was fuckin' until he seen crips, and I heard they wanna smoke with the stars
Trend, pass me the torch, lets go make it lit
[Outro: C Blu & Set Da Trend]
Grrah, Trend, pass me the torch, lets go make it lit
Coastal Rey
Coastal Rey
AAAAH
Ya'll know what the fuck going, nigga
C Blu and Set Da Trend nigga, stop playing nigga
AAAAH, baow, baow, baow, baow
Grrah, grrah
Baow, baow, baow
One more time?
Yeah, haha
Grrah, grrah
Look
What's the fuckin' word Set Da Trend? What we doin'?
Elvis, grrah
Smoking on all yall dead niggas
When I catch CJ Goon, it's lit
When I catch Sha, then it's lit
Who else? Look
Who the fuck want smoke, nigga?
I got the lighter we gon' light it
Light that shit
Look, look
C Blu
[Chorus: C Blu]
They said that they spinning for me, boy where is you at?
You know I'm outside with a whole lotta gat
I might be a rapper but you know I cannot lack, like
Gotta keep me a strap, no dyke
Cause these niggas be plottin' on takin' my life
You know I won't go like Rick (At all)
So, one false move, he get turned into a spliff
He say he got lied by a bitch
He thought he was fuckin' until he seen crips, and I heard they wanna smoke with the stars
Trend, pass me the torch, lets go make it lit
[Verse 1: Set Da Trend]
I came with the rock, I don't need no assist
You know I'm the trend with a whole lotta crips
Can't go out like Rick, gotta walk with the stick
Say you back on the court like you Mellow, stop it
Talk on JayRip, but what happen to Yellow
TNT, know I'm smoking explosive
Think that I'm lacking, but I got the pole tucked
Don't got the gun he get poked up, like
Say you tough, but you gotta show us
Got the bricks on ice, it's time to roll up
Poppin' these perkys, lil homie, I'm rollin'
Feelin' under pressure, for JB I'm throwin'
Catch Blockwork, I'ma really turn him to a strain
Stealin', you need money, nigga, it's a shame
Got booked, I ain't say no names
Who flame? I flame
Choppa put a nigga on a chain
Poppin' Yellow to ease the pain
Catch me an opp, he gon' see the day
Move Look got hit in his fiji
Set Da Trend, know your man wanna be me
Hollows hit him, it comin' in 3-D
All these bitches reachin', they greedy
You get shot if you think I'm a peewee
You get shot if you think I'm a peewee
You get shot if you think I'm a peewee
Hit a Ray bop, now the bitch wanna eat me
[Verse 2: C Blu]
You get shot reachin' for my chain
Mentioning JayRip and now you meeting Caine
Gotta chill, gang say I be wildin' out
17, as a crip, I start spazzin' out
Need a mil', I won't stop til' I reached it
Fucked on his bitch, but we kept it a secret
She like, "C Blu, I like how you thinkin'"
Poured up some migos', now she tryna eat it
Hit from the front, got her feeling conceited, don't want me to back out, she screamin' "I need it"
[Verse 3: Set Da Trend]
Hit it once, and you know that I'm leavin'
Bitch, you buggin', I can't do the scenin'
Headshot, Black Ops, know that I'm leavin' em
C came with the mop, know we cleanin' em
Bitch, yall know it's us, ain't no other
Glock to the hill, and they duckin' for cover
I've been ballin' for like 7 summers
Know I'm different, I'm out of your league
I be ballin', I'on get fatigued
She like "Set Da Trend, mark up a tee"
I'm like Curry, I'on shoot from deep
Walk down, gang, leave his brains on the seat
[Verse 4: C Blu]
Bought a new Glock, this shit came with a beam
No, I can't miss, all I shoot is greens
Hit the 80 bop when I'm on the scene
One step back, make her shoulder lean
Blue lights on me, I don't stop for D's
Might do the whole dash, cause I'm off a bean
Praying to the Lord, I control the V (Look)
Praying to the Lord, I control the V
Praying to the Lord, I-
[Chorus: C Blu]
They said that they spinning for me (where ya'll niggas at?), boy where is you at?
You know I'm outside with a whole lotta gat
I might be a rapper but you know I cannot lack, like
Gotta keep me a strap, no dyke
Cause these niggas be plottin' on takin' my life
You know I won't go like Rick (At all)
So, one false move, he get turned into a spliff
He say he got lied by a bitch
He thought he was fuckin' until he seen crips, and I heard they wanna smoke with the stars
Trend, pass me the torch, lets go make it lit
[Outro: C Blu & Set Da Trend]
Grrah, Trend, pass me the torch, lets go make it lit
Coastal Rey
Coastal Rey
AAAAH
Ya'll know what the fuck going, nigga
C Blu and Set Da Trend nigga, stop playing nigga
AAAAH, baow, baow, baow, baow
Grrah, grrah
Baow, baow, baow
One more time?
Yeah, haha
( CBLU )
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