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lime king - t rex lyrics

[intro]
vvd goin’ crazy!

[verse 1: lime king & jeesh]
we only going for the neck
all these b_tches talk in whispers, man, they’re dr. disrespect
thought i was a body builder how my muscle finna flex
funny how they always talking sh_t but talking indirect
you say that girl is your b_tch but she treat you like a pet
got a horse c_ck, she be shootin’ shots like it’s ket
beam showing three lines but i’m still getting checks
b_tch gave me head with no arms, t_rex (jeesh gon’ k!ll ’em, b_tch!)

[verse 2: jeesh]
aye, my patience gettin’ thin like mono (d_mn)
if we finna scr_p, we gon’ do it like mano (what?)
mano (what?), mano (what?), mano e mano (godd_mn!)
f_ck a fair fight, we gon’ hit a team combo (paw, paw)
beat him down while john cena theme song go (sheesh)
f_ck you mean your ass cheeks? baby, these bongos
you ain’t ’bout this kinda smoke, go get a cigarette
i’m the type to hit the yo when i get home, i ain’t had dinner yet (uh_oh)

[verse 3: lime king]
shuh! i’m steady gettin’ checks
bro, i’m only rollin’ with the dimes, he a penny press
we gon’ wake him up with the— pow; we don’t let him rest
nutted on some double ds, it’s looking like mt. everest
funny how i’m clowning on ’em, they ain’t call me jester yet
money gettin’ loose in the bank ’cause i just let it stretch
we gon’ treat the opposition like they was a snapchat (how?)
we gon’ press a square and leave him with ten seconds left (bang)
[verse 4: jeesh]
from the spiderland and dirty south, you know we been a threat (oh, yah)
broke a bone and still performed, i need to get the check (for real)
stockholm, my b_tch is on me, she won’t ever leave (what?)
she my pet but i can’t remember if i was ever peeved
locked iron box, i put the grands into them (cha_ching!)
he was talkin’ hot on me, now the land kissin’ him (dumbass)
jit is stupid as h_ll and you standin’ with him? (how the f_ck?)
i can put you on a shirt too, standin’ with him (brrrah; b_tch!)

[verse 5: lime king & jeesh]
i be steady talking and the bands listening
why these b_tches talking sh_t? i cannot stand bickering
you said your crew would never switch, but now your mans in my wing
while my crew only switching on me if they transitioning (trans rights!)
they know my name so they just handing me things
he said he don’t f_ck with snakes when his whole clan slytherin
and if these b_tches wanna fight i put my hands in the ring
how you gon’ say you’re f_cking b_tches when your hands glistening? (hehe; umm)

[verse 6: jeesh & lime king]
big mob ties, and i rock ties
if we stop ties, the toe knot ties
colt .45 loaded for the lopsides (pah)
“in the middle” or “thinkin’ ’bout it” are not sides
press a bag ’til it come to me consensual (c’mon)
and i get it in a cycle like it’s menstrual (like, what)
f_cking with the drop boy and i’mma finish you (brrrah!)
take his f_cking top (paw!), now you think i’m jew? (b_tch!)
[verse 7: lime king & jeesh]
rollin’ with the homie jeesh, you know we gon’ k!ll ’em (brrrah)
i’m a swiss cheese fanatic, i put a hole in him
batman signal in the sky, b_tch, we’re known villians
goku in the way i spit, you p_ssies are so krillen (uhhh!; haha)
how that b_tch still rapping? he got no rhythm (how?)
jit is just a f_cking hack, i’mma clean his whole system (oh, yah)
squad ice capped, if they go south, the pole with them
even now they holdin’ ’em, nine irons, hole in one (brrrah!)

[outro: lime king]
vvd goin’ crazy!
lime king, shuh!

- lime king

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