Trollz chords by 6ix9ine Ft. Nicki Minaj

Chords with lyrics

INTRO:
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(Sad Pony)


CHORUS:
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Watch, mhm, Glock, mhm, cocked, mhm, got it, mhm
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You need that? I got it, this cash, my pockets
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The 'Cat one hundred, you need that ?I got it
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Need it, got it, cash, pockets
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Bands on me, sticks on me
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You need that ?I got it, this cash, my pockets
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The 'Cat one hundred, you need that

CHORUS:
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Yeah, she like how I throw them racks, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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Keep on throwin' that cash, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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Keep on throwin' that ass, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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Benz truck in the back, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

VERSE:
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I know you don't like me, you wanna fight me
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You don't want no problems at your party, don't invite me
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I don't worry 'bout you niggas, please stop talking 'bout me
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Always talking 'bout me 'cause you looking for the clouty
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6ix-nina, the 9ine-nina
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Riding in a two-seater with two ninas
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Baby got that Aquafina, it's cocaina
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Smoking on that OG reefer, no TMZ-a
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Forgiatos on a Benz truck, make her friends fuck
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Told her she could get Chanel if she let my friends fuck
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Stars shining in the Rolls Royce, it got red guts
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Wait, hold up, nah, I still don't give a fuck
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Vroom, vroom, G5, vroom, vroom, we high
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You the type of nigga that I never wanna be like
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You a type of bitch that will never get a reply
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Hi, hater, bye, hater, vroom

CHORUS:
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Yeah, she like how I throw them racks, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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Keep on throwin' that cash, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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Keep on throwin' that ass, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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Benz truck in the back, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

VERSE:
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Dollar, dollar bill, come get her
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Even your man know Nickis do it better
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I know you don't like me, you wanna fight me
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Always on my page, never double-tap like me
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Baddies to my left and my right
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Never chase a corny nigga, put that on my life
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Just put it in his face, all this cake, he wanted a taste
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We sippin' on that Ace, itsy-bitsy waist, pretty face
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Yeah, eat it, Cookie Monster (Ooh)
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He a slave to this pussy, call me master
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Real wet, I said, "Slurp it like it's pasta"
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They get nervous when it's Nicki on the roster (Rrr)
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Somebody usher this nigga into a clinic
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My flow's still sick, I ain't talkin' a pandemic
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I write my own lyrics, a lot of these bitches gimmicks
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They study Nicki style, now all of them wan' mimic
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Talkin' 'bout snitches when it's snitches in your camp
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Never stand alone, you always itchin' for a stamp
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Me, I'm still money, wrists light up like a lamp
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They gon' have to send they best fighter for the champ
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Racks, I got 'em, Mary, I'm poppin'
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They keep hatin', but still watchin'
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Check the boards, I'm still toppin'
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Bustdown or plain jane, I got options
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It's a bunch of mini mes, I'm the one they mockin'
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Showed you how to get a bag, now you goin' shoppin'
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When I come out, all the sneak bitches start plottin' (Plottin')
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When I come out, it's a sweep, bitches start moppin'

CHORUS:
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Yeah, she like how I throw them racks, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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Keep on throwin' that cash, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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Keep on throwin' that ass, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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Benz truck in the back, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

POST-CHORUS:
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Watch, mhm, Glock, mhm, cocked, mhm, got it, mhm
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If he like, I throw it fast, real fast, fast, fast
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He singin' my old song, yellin', "Ass, ass, ass"
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They be speedin', tryna beat me, then they crash, crash, crash
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Still a hundred like the number on my dash, dash, dash

OUTRO:
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That real ass ain't keep your nigga home