Trey Coachman - We The Extraz
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{Intro: Young Ign}
Yeah Ew, YEAH! Ew
Is that what my voice sound like?
I’m tired!, I’m tired of you pussy ass niggas hating on Young Trey and Young Ign man
Y’all see us out here we lightskin you see us flashing we shining
We up next nigga!
You ain’t ready for this shit nigga!
My first ever rap song!
Nigga y’all ain’t ready for this!
I got my Timbs on in the studio!
Looking hella ignorant my nigga!
Let’s get it!
{Verse 1: Young Ign (Ad-Libs by Trey Coachman)}
Bitch I’m with the fucking extraz
You has beens
It’s Young Trey and Young Ign (That’s me!)
We counting all the money like a mortgage
And we in the kitchen whipping up the portage (Whip whip!)
I got so much cash I need storage
I blew 100k on a Corvette (Money!)
I got some many trees like a forest
Got a new broad yeah yeah she’s foreign (Bang! x3)
Short nigga with big dreams
I got a couple girls that wanna meet the team (You and you!)
I smoke weed but don’t drink lean
Your girl keep calling man she’s a feen (She’s feening!)
I’mma give her the pipe for one night
And now she claiming I don’t act right
But bitch I’m balling like Frank White
And you already know I can’t have a wife (No wife!)
TU is where we stay
We got bad girls I see day to day (Damn!)
And they all claim to go all the way
And I tell them to come through to where I lay (Woo woo!)
Don’t wanna bae I wanna get paid
I just copped the new shoes with the blue suede
Got an AK that go pewsh pewsh (pew x5)
In case a nigga ever wanna catch a fade
I like Kanye and Lil’ Yatchy
And all these beats get hard bodied
And your girl wanna give me that sloppy toppy copy poppi
Check my wristy watchy (Bars!)
My wack bars are your best bars
My niggas shining we all stars
We got mad ambitions y’all go far
All your bitches basic man they subpar
We in Diamond Green ‘cause we get green
And you can see me on the high beam
Nobody clean as my team
And we in the kitchen whipping up the whip cream (Kitchen?)
Bougie bitches with big butts (Bougie! x3)
Came through with double clutch
I’ll come through and I’ll bust a nut
And if that nigga wanna try tell him try your luck (Try your luck!)
Bitch!
{Chorus: Trey Coachman (Commentary by Young Ign and Trey Coachman)}
We are the extraz (The fuck you talking about nigga)
You better keep in motion (061 shit nigga I mean 215 shit nigga)
We are the extraz (Gang gang)
Stop stop stop that commotion (Niggas ain’t ready for this shit)
We are the extraz (Trey what it is?)
We are in motion (I don’t think they ready man, I don’t think they ready)
We are the extraz (But let me tell you though)
Stop that commotion
{Verse 2: Trey Coachman (Ad-Libs Young Ign)}
I did it for the Snapchat (*Snapchat camera sound effect*)
Crack jokes oh go laugh laugh laugh (HA!)
Hey Young Ign boy you think they ready (Nope!)
Drop that ish going straight spattegi (Spattegi nigga!)
We balling with shooters
We lost our meanurs
We lost in the sauce
You stay out of line ‘cause we ain't got a ruler
Catch us like ballers like your girl did with the itch itch (What?)
Oh shh shh I can’t say this (Nope)
Look at the flick of the wrist
Do all this shit with no assist
I can't deal with y'all cause y'all don't take risks (Who?)
Bow down to the new prince
Yeah ugh ooouuu past that (Yeah!)
Quack quack quack quack boy gone aflac (Ha!)
Y'all got that good good been need to stash that
I’m Professor Groove ‘cause my class is so enormous (What?)
My egos so big that it needs its own fortress (What?)
Girls call me ugly but my momma say I'm gorgeous (pretty!)
I been winning all day like the rabbit and the tortoise
Pussy nigga shut up (Shut up!)
It thats kid from Michigan
Oh wait did you hear that that again
That's us extraz getting deposits
Stuff money in our shoes, it overflow our pockets
Fuck out here if you ain't with the times
Snapchat your chick she waiting outside
Ain't slept since '09 and I feel so prime
Oh what a time to be alive
Cash these check like I'm famous
I want a car that take me to uranus
Its funny how my bars you thought were extraneous
Were the same that had your girl on my penis (Ha!)
Ha ha ha ha
Get refunds flex on them (Flex on them)
From the bright spring to autumn (To autumn)
{Chorus: Trey Coachman}
We are the extraz
You better keep in motion
We are the extraz
Stop stop stop that commotion
We are the extraz
We are in motion
We are the extraz
Stop that commotion
{Intro: Young Ign}
Yeah Ew, YEAH! Ew
Is that what my voice sound like?
I’m tired!, I’m tired of you pussy ass niggas hating on Young Trey and Young Ign man
Y’all see us out here we lightskin you see us flashing we shining
We up next nigga!
You ain’t ready for this shit nigga!
My first ever rap song!
Nigga y’all ain’t ready for this!
I got my Timbs on in the studio!
Looking hella ignorant my nigga!
Let’s get it!
{Verse 1: Young Ign (Ad-Libs by Trey Coachman)}
Bitch I’m with the fucking extraz
You has beens
It’s Young Trey and Young Ign (That’s me!)
We counting all the money like a mortgage
And we in the kitchen whipping up the portage (Whip whip!)
I got so much cash I need storage
I blew 100k on a Corvette (Money!)
I got some many trees like a forest
Got a new broad yeah yeah she’s foreign (Bang! x3)
Short nigga with big dreams
I got a couple girls that wanna meet the team (You and you!)
I smoke weed but don’t drink lean
Your girl keep calling man she’s a feen (She’s feening!)
I’mma give her the pipe for one night
And now she claiming I don’t act right
But bitch I’m balling like Frank White
And you already know I can’t have a wife (No wife!)
TU is where we stay
We got bad girls I see day to day (Damn!)
And they all claim to go all the way
And I tell them to come through to where I lay (Woo woo!)
Don’t wanna bae I wanna get paid
I just copped the new shoes with the blue suede
Got an AK that go pewsh pewsh (pew x5)
In case a nigga ever wanna catch a fade
I like Kanye and Lil’ Yatchy
And all these beats get hard bodied
And your girl wanna give me that sloppy toppy copy poppi
Check my wristy watchy (Bars!)
My wack bars are your best bars
My niggas shining we all stars
We got mad ambitions y’all go far
All your bitches basic man they subpar
We in Diamond Green ‘cause we get green
And you can see me on the high beam
Nobody clean as my team
And we in the kitchen whipping up the whip cream (Kitchen?)
Bougie bitches with big butts (Bougie! x3)
Came through with double clutch
I’ll come through and I’ll bust a nut
And if that nigga wanna try tell him try your luck (Try your luck!)
Bitch!
{Chorus: Trey Coachman (Commentary by Young Ign and Trey Coachman)}
We are the extraz (The fuck you talking about nigga)
You better keep in motion (061 shit nigga I mean 215 shit nigga)
We are the extraz (Gang gang)
Stop stop stop that commotion (Niggas ain’t ready for this shit)
We are the extraz (Trey what it is?)
We are in motion (I don’t think they ready man, I don’t think they ready)
We are the extraz (But let me tell you though)
Stop that commotion
{Verse 2: Trey Coachman (Ad-Libs Young Ign)}
I did it for the Snapchat (*Snapchat camera sound effect*)
Crack jokes oh go laugh laugh laugh (HA!)
Hey Young Ign boy you think they ready (Nope!)
Drop that ish going straight spattegi (Spattegi nigga!)
We balling with shooters
We lost our meanurs
We lost in the sauce
You stay out of line ‘cause we ain't got a ruler
Catch us like ballers like your girl did with the itch itch (What?)
Oh shh shh I can’t say this (Nope)
Look at the flick of the wrist
Do all this shit with no assist
I can't deal with y'all cause y'all don't take risks (Who?)
Bow down to the new prince
Yeah ugh ooouuu past that (Yeah!)
Quack quack quack quack boy gone aflac (Ha!)
Y'all got that good good been need to stash that
I’m Professor Groove ‘cause my class is so enormous (What?)
My egos so big that it needs its own fortress (What?)
Girls call me ugly but my momma say I'm gorgeous (pretty!)
I been winning all day like the rabbit and the tortoise
Pussy nigga shut up (Shut up!)
It thats kid from Michigan
Oh wait did you hear that that again
That's us extraz getting deposits
Stuff money in our shoes, it overflow our pockets
Fuck out here if you ain't with the times
Snapchat your chick she waiting outside
Ain't slept since '09 and I feel so prime
Oh what a time to be alive
Cash these check like I'm famous
I want a car that take me to uranus
Its funny how my bars you thought were extraneous
Were the same that had your girl on my penis (Ha!)
Ha ha ha ha
Get refunds flex on them (Flex on them)
From the bright spring to autumn (To autumn)
{Chorus: Trey Coachman}
We are the extraz
You better keep in motion
We are the extraz
Stop stop stop that commotion
We are the extraz
We are in motion
We are the extraz
Stop that commotion
