Hot Trash by Trash Squad Lyrics

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Quote from the song “Hot Trash” by Trash Squad


Trash Squad (motherfucker)
Trash Squad in the house
You thought we were dead...
Well bitch nigga we ain't (fo' sho')
Swag Swag
Dank Dank Dank(x2)

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Credits, Cast & Crew of Song “Hot Trash”

  • Featuring: Lew Ashby, ReguIarRy, R.I.P Bluerose
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Additional Information About the Sample “Hot Trash”:

  • Featuring: Lew Ashby, ReguIarRy, R.I.P Bluerose

Perfect Lyrics of the Song “Hot Trash” Released in 2015

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[Intro]

Trash Squad (motherfucker)
Trash Squad in the house
You thought we were dead...
Well bitch nigga we ain't (fo' sho')
Swag Swag
Dank Dank Dank(x2)

[Yung Fall]

Streetlights... Glowing...
Happen to be just like... Faggots
Yo, back up in this bitch like FleX in 2015
Back up in jail like Ace when he see a teen
Tyga in the sheets, if she 17 I'm 17 (unreal)
Hunger on your bitch, if she Catnice then I'm ever D'ing
Your girl pussy be fucking dryer than Canada
I get her wetter than Drake face when he text Rihana
All of my money be purple you lost it like Taylor
Swift with the fire like yeah All Day nigga huh (omg)
Pink ass faggot with a fucking backpack
Everybody know you brought real cac back (bitch)
Got the staff deep into a brother's throat
After all I'm just here to troll (implying)
You know I ain't finna be no mod snitch
So you can mediate deez nuuuuuutz bitch
By the way I got your shirt it's my Rap LyricsWord diploma
I'll make sure to wear it when I fuck your mom into a coma
Trash Squad till we motherfucking OD god (fo' sho')
Most you fuckboys guilty of meme fraud
We go 187 on an undercover mod (forreal)
Wanna know about Trash Squad, ask your girl she knows
R.I.P Dela, Rest in Doritos

[Yung Savage]

I’m sorry for the wait man
All these pussy white hats think they fam
But they ain't nothing but a sham
Duck fam can catch that ban ham (preach)
This that trash squad fire man
Young savage on his Columbine shit (jesus)
Shoot up like a junkie did
Swear I got the hardest flow
I been hot since April 1999 (oh snap)
That’s too far? I don’t give a fuck man (oh no he didn't)
Hope you know the mods listening
They recording every line you spit
When they catch you, you in de-ed shit
Cut Niday’s head off, put it on display
Boy we find out where you live and then we invade (straight up)
We watching your every move
That goes for Scopey, Liz and Skorg
You’ll be left in the morgue
Can’t forget Voltron, Savvy or Tyrant
Kill you with a fire hydrant
We ain't stopping with those nerds
This won't be the last you hear
My next verse you’ll be running with fear
Young savage is back with a vengeance

[Yung NigNog]

LOL trash squad back from the depths of hell (get on 'em)
Tryna fuck with us lmao hold this L (bitch)
Yea I got de-edded but now I’m back from the deaded
Still making cake cause Ry is all about that breaded (yes)
We keep those hard dicks that never go soft
And if one more of my threads gets moved I swear I’m poppin off (fo' sho')
I’ll take a whitehat’s mom and make her scream (bitch)
Straight up duck fam is the corniest shit I’ve ever seen
Haha guess what bitch its Trash Squad we fuck asses
Not in Hiroshima but we’re dropping heat on the masses
Bro fuck the mediators like HalfD and Hadilicious
To be honest you’re all just a bunch of suspicious bitches (rekt)
Jesus Christ I’m on you like white on rice
I’m a god you nimrod so there's no limit on the price
In the V.I.P section and these ratchets tryna jock me
Haha I’m in the back room with your bitch playing tonsil hockey
I’m an F'ing G so fuck an EQ
I’m double teaming your mom with the homie Lew (indeed)
Finesse yo honey and tear that pussy in half
RG you can shove that billboard and new logo right up your ass
(oh no he didn't, the face when)

[Yung Bruce Leeroy]

Bitches wanna let a dead nigga try me
But if I was you I’d be scared to death (oy)
Bruce Leeroy straight Back from the Dead (forreal)
On my Chief Keef shit, her back on the bed
Rock one rock two swimmin' in strokes
Couldn’t take this dick like a bad joke (snap)
Finish my verse out , maybe rip out the page
Or go to where I came from straight out the grave