Kurtains - ​trees

{Intro: osquinn}
DJ Kurtains
Angel
SLOWSILVER03
Aye Kurtains, do that lil' ting you be doin', init?

{Chorus: Kurtains}
You can see me in the club, with my fellers
Rollin' up a blunt, smokin' hella
Tre-Tre-Tree
C-Cut 'em off get squeezed
And I scoped on your bruv
He like to talk on Twitter
Blah, blah, blah, just stop, bro, shut up
You're cheap, c-c-c-couldn't be me
You can see me in the club, with my fellers
Rollin' up a blunt, smokin' hella
Tre-Tre-Tree
C-Cut 'em off get squeezed
And I scoped on your bruv
He like to talk on Twitter
Blah, blah, blah, just stop, bro, shut up
You're cheap, c-c-c-couldn't be me

{Verse 1: Chanel Rose}
Fly away in the dark
Baby, watch out, I'ma killer
(?...) between the night and the (?...)
Hundred thousand people tryna run away
I was trippin' for a while, and I'm not the same
Wait, over seas, it delivers
Tick, tick, tok on the clock 'fore you feel us
It's me, they watchin' me like, "Cheese"
Now baby, it's a killer
I'm not (?...) watch it fall off
Poison on the table, heart attack, not the alcohol
Watch out for me, baby, can you see?
John
Look, run away now
I'm not always (?...) in the ground
Me, I'ma just see

{Verse 2: Zootzie}
Walk through, gang gang, buddy what's your problem?
(Zootzie!) I just nutted, then she swallow (03?)
Fast car, yeah, you know I'm racing
S-S-Swear you got money, then lemme take it
She said, "Zootzie, you a killer"
She say, "Please don't take these drugs, it could kill us"
To his body, to his liver
N-N-Nigga, you the loser, I'ma winner
I say— I say— I say, fuck it you could take it all
Aye, aye ah, face down, she gon' take it off
And bitch I'm too high, think they laced it, oh
Guap and the money, in case

{Refrain: Zootzie & Glaive}
Trees (Hi Dopa!)
Trees

{Chorus: Kurtains}
You can see me in the club, with my fellers
Rollin' up a blunt, smokin' hella
Tre-Tre-Tree
C-Cut 'em off get squeezed
And I scoped on your bruv
He like to talk on Twitter
Blah, blah, blah, just stop, bro, shut up
You're cheap, c-c-c-couldn't be me
You can see me in the club, with my fellers
Rollin' up a blunt, smokin' hella
Tre-Tre-Tree
C-Cut 'em off get squeezed
And I scoped on your bruv
He like to talk on Twitter
Blah, blah, blah, just stop, bro, shut up
You're cheap, c-c-c-couldn't be me