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babytron - #tron4prez lyrics

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european tour, ended up somewhere in
wockhardt slush, this is not a cherry snowcone

got this sh_t on lock like i done mastered every choke hold

i don’t need nothin’, cough syrup, peach soda
three sips of this and i’ma hit a deep coma
all this winnin’ got them boys sick, ebola, b_tch
all these percs, i should probably take a chill pill

zotterooni got me off thе rails, thrillville
martine rolls millionaire, b_tch, i’m a marni menace
i can’t see the hate, it’s too much blood up on these carti lenses
dog sh_t militia, hit the function with some army weapons
never had a hundred_dollar meal, boy, you an arby’s veteran
cuz breakin’ down—
them [?] dude was really silver spoon, but actin’ like that he was born a
r.i.p lil’ $cam, roll a seven, then i pour a deuce
tryna run off with our bag, end up short a shoe
supreme overalls lookin’ like i’m on a farm
courtesy of sun rock, done ended up on a star

won’t go out bad, i can smell a setup from the start
if it was smoke, 2012, we met up at the park

how the f_ck is you a swiper? ain’t no credit on them cards
any time they ever said somethin’, hm
any time they ever said somethin’, it was from afar
your life, less than sign, bezel on my arm

heard he died at the g_way, my tesla finna charge

never opps, it’s the cops if i’m in a car chase
ho playin’ games, turn her life to an arcade
know some scammers in the uk hittin’
you the type to let some money burn a hole in your pocket
can’t relate, the pape’ i got turnin’ old, sh_t, it’s rottin’
dog a pillow talker, really rushin’ hoes with the gossip
when i say “mia,” i’m turnin’ ghost in the tropics
shoutout to the plug, assignment understood

whole lifestyle elevatin’, you live under good

on fairfax grabbin’ drip for the la show
told my b_tch stop callin’, i’m in la, ho
2 a.m. at the , i’m in la blowed
b_tch doin’ all that talkin’, show me what that p_ssy ’bout
an eighth of what i’m blowin’ cost about a cookie ounce
aw, sh_t, the bullies out, they brought the
ain’t no leavin’ ’til we pay, they gon’ have to put me out

twin challies, these some siamese cats we skrrtin’
fifty_day tour, then it’s straight back to workin’
unc’ said the day they let him out, he straight back to servin’
they like, “tron, what bag you in?” (mines)
smokin’ mids, pourin’ green, you ain’t high
that’s a hundred_dollar tee, you ain’t fly
so much game to soak up, you ain’t wise
scored a sweet sixteen, poured an elite eight
ain’t no point to race, you ain’t even got a v8

still tryna win sweepstakes, you a cheapskate
why you uppin’ throwbacks? it ain’t 2020, bro
eyes on the prize, i’m talkin’ 20/20, bro
(dog sh_t militia, long live $cam)
watch how much sp_ce gets created, 2024 (ayy)
tron for president

- babytron lyrics

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