Lyrics of 'Talk That Shit Trinidad' by Trinidad James

(Talk that shit, trinidad)
Aye man y'all niggas know who 'dad is
Y'all know who the freshest nigga is, y'all seen me
In the mothafuckin' magazines, nigga
(Talk that shit, trinidad)
Y'all niggas be lookin' at my goddamn ig
To see what this nigga wearin', what kind of shoes
He got on, how he wearin' them jeans
(Talk that shit, trinidad)

Yeah, ain't no bammer over here
You already know this a real
A town nigga all day, every day
You seen me in that gq magazine
You seen me in that flaunt magazine
Bet know I rip that mothafuckin' runway
I talk this shit cause I know this shit
You will never, ever dress better
Than a nigga named trinidad james
Nigga, you already know if you from atlanta

I feel like, these niggas, done ran up with my swag
I feel like, these niggas, done ran up with my swag
I feel like, these niggas, done ran up with my swag
I feel like, these niggas, done ran up with my swag

I started with the [?], started, then they did it too
I started with versace, started, then they did it too
Fuck, I did the nappy fro, now they on it too
Shit, their hair on fleek, not, nigga, tell me what's your move
Bitch I'm 'dad and I thought you knew
Your favorite rapper dress like me, man I swear I taught him to
I swear, he only dress like that, baby, cause we taught him to

Check his instagram, I sip my tea, just like kermit do
Fly niggas shop on fairfax, not the mall
Real niggas don't fuck with police, fuck the law
These niggas think they're stylin' for real though
Boy stop, you better call ronaldo
I couldn't pay to look this good, nigga, that's on everything
I promise I was born with it, yes they call me james

I feel like, these niggas, done ran up with my swag
I feel like, these niggas, done ran up with my swag
I feel like, these niggas, done ran up with my swag
I feel like, these niggas, done ran up with my swag

So much gold in my chain, gold up in my ring
Check my rings, I might need a statue
These niggas not tryna change, they just rappin' for a chain
Try and take a nigga's chain, he might shoot you
I buy a rollie every birthday just to do it (nike)
I'm savin' all my money up, like a nigga jewish (drake)

Anything my mama want, she get it, nothin' to it
All these things where these niggas
That I've been on, boy you're losin'
From vegas to [?] I'm the flyest nigga movin'
Buyin' everything strange, harajuku to shibuya
Don't show my pics to your girl, you might get the finger
What? Cause she already liked him

I feel like, these niggas, done ran up with my swag
I feel like, these niggas, done ran up with my swag
I feel like, these niggas, done ran up with my swag
I feel like, these niggas, done ran up with my swag