90mh
TREFUEGO Lyrics
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Ayy
You don't really want smoke, you ain't 'bout that shit
I been cruisin' down the block with a bad ass bitch
With my mind on the chips and this .9 on my hip
Fucked then I dip, say I'm finna' take a trip
You don't really want smoke, you ain't 'bout that shit
With my mind on the chips and this .9 on my hip
Fucked then I dip, say I'm finna' take a trip
Nigga too icy, I pull up in layers
Don't need a plate, I'm still gonna' slay her
Mind on the bread but I'm not a baker
Need to teach school with the way that I get paper
I don't fuck with 12, don't fuck with no rules
I do fuck with guns, so hand me that Ruger
Pass me the gas, I'm finna' get higher
Don't need a test, I know she a liar
Niggas dumb as hell, they don't got no bread, but won't bail
They don't fuck with nobody, but won't mail
Don't send me your tape, it won't sell
Yo, I'm sorry ho, that I couldn't be your Romeo
'Cause you was too focused on Julio
And now I'm too focused on getting dough, bitch
You don't really want smoke, you ain't 'bout that shit
I been cruisin' down the block with a bad ass bitch
With my mind on the chips and this .9 on my hip
Fucked then I dip, say I'm finna' take a trip
You don't really want smoke, you ain't 'bout that shit
I been cruisin' down the block with a bad ass bitch
With my mind on the chips and this .9 on my hip
Fucked then I dip, say I'm finna' take a trip
Water my diamonds, my body shinin'
She follow like Simon, get hit like a Lion
Call up the plug 'cause I'm rollin' a bud
You're not from the hood, get that understood
I tote the MAC, get hit in the back
'Cause we carry tacks and all of this shit rack
I'm in the booth and I'm smokin' on cookie
I know that I'm fresh but I'm still not a rookie, bitch
Ayy
On my mama
On my mama, nigga
On my mama, this heat (For real, nigga)
Ayy, FUEGO
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Ayy, FUEGO
Overall Meaning
The song "90mh" by Trefuego talks about his life on the streets, his love for money, his experience with women, and his hostility towards those who don't understand his ways. Using slang and metaphors from street life, he shows the audience that he is not one to be messed with, and he is ready to take on any challenges that come his way. The chorus talks about how he is roaming around the streets, driving with his girl by his side, carrying a gun for protection, and constantly thinking about money. The lyrics and the beat of the song convey a sense of aggression, confidence, and power, all of which are essential for success in the street life.
The verses describe Trefuego's life on the streets and his interactions with various people. He talks about how he doesn't follow rules, but he carries a gun for protection. He also talks about how he doesn't like being associated with weak people, and he won't work with them. Instead, he prefers to hang out with people who are like him, who understand the street life, and who have money. In the end, he talks about his dream of becoming rich, and how he is still hustling to make that happen. He refuses to be anyone's Romeo, as he is focused solely on making money and gaining power.
Line by Line Meaning
You don't really want smoke, you ain't 'bout that shit
You're not really prepared to deal with the consequences, so don't say you are
I been cruisin' down the block with a bad ass bitch
I've been driving around with a very attractive woman
With my mind on the chips and this .9 on my hip
My focus is on the money and I'm carrying a firearm for protection
Fucked then I dip, say I'm finna' take a trip
Had sex and now I'm leaving, saying I'm about to go on a trip
Nigga too icy, I pull up in layers
I'm wearing a lot of expensive jewelry and clothing
Don't need a plate, I'm still gonna' slay her
I don't need a license plate on my car to look good
Mind on the bread but I'm not a baker
My focus is on money, but I'm not making bread like a baker would
Need to teach school with the way that I get paper
I'm so good at making money that I should be teaching others
I don't fuck with 12, don't fuck with no rules
I don't mess with the police or follow the law
I do fuck with guns, so hand me that Ruger
I like firearms, so give me a Ruger pistol
Pass me the gas, I'm finna' get higher
Give me marijuana, I'm about to smoke and get high
Don't need a test, I know she a liar
I don't need to test her, I know she's lying
Niggas dumb as hell, they don't got no bread, but won't bail
People are foolish, they don't have any money, but won't leave a bad situation
They don't fuck with nobody, but won't mail
They don't associate with anyone, but won't go away either
Don't send me your tape, it won't sell
Don't send me your music, it won't make any money
Yo, I'm sorry ho, that I couldn't be your Romeo
I apologize that I can't be your romantic partner
'Cause you was too focused on Julio
Because you were too interested in another man named Julio
And now I'm too focused on getting dough, bitch
Now my focus is on making money
Water my diamonds, my body shinin'
Spray water on my diamonds to make them shine more
She follow like Simon, get hit like a Lion
She's very loyal but can also be very fierce
Call up the plug 'cause I'm rollin' a bud
Contact the supplier because I'm rolling a marijuana joint
You're not from the hood, get that understood
You're not familiar with this neighborhood, so don't act like you are
I tote the MAC, get hit in the back
I carry a MAC-10 submachine gun and will retaliate if attacked from behind
'Cause we carry tacks and all of this shit rack
Because we have a lot of weapons and can handle ourselves in any situation
I'm in the booth and I'm smokin' on cookie
I'm in the recording studio and smoking a type of marijuana called 'cookie'
I know that I'm fresh but I'm still not a rookie, bitch
I'm very good at this, but I'm not new to it
Writer(s): Trefuego .
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