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[intro: trdee]
huh

[verse 1: trdee]
fell asleep with my chain on, woke up with a crooked neck
life just like a game but you know you cannot hit reset
i’ll pull my pants down, baby, you can do the rest
number one rule with this sh_t, that you cannot confess

[verse 2: stanwill]
tron just walked in high as h_ll, with his giggly_ass
i like all my hoes with deep throats and a jiggly ass
talk sh_t till my breath stank, where the wrigley’s at?
profile fire, bin punch, finna get me a jack

[verse 3: babytron]
five hundred bape hoodie straight out loose cannon
comfy than a b_tch in boa, i’m in my goose scamming
crab legs, shrimp, and some steak, i don’t do [?]
flyer than a pelican, can catch me on yo roof landing

[verse 4: trdee]
feel like giannis for the bucks, i’m flying down the lane
i be hanging with gorillas and they can’t be tamed
i do know a couple freaks but they can’t be named
why the f_ck you hate the player? i ain’t make the game
[verse 5: stanwill]
hopscotching in my gucci sneakers, thousand dollars scuffed
b_tch tried to give her heart to me but got her tonsils touched
ship him to the lord like ups, he tryna box with us
whole gang keeping torches, looking like a mob with us

[verse 6: babytron]
huh
hit the store, jam then i scram, i don’t serve and swerve
tryna stop the shine? f_ck around and get the curtains burnt
two seater with the boost in it, finna skrrt the vert
two big_ass lobster tails in my surf and turf

[verse 7: trdee]
yeah
he don’t ever shoot his strap, i don’t think it work
b_tch, my chain really dance, i can make it twerk
hmm, what you flashing in yo vids, spent that on a shirt
she gon’ f_ck off the name, i ain’t gotta flirt

[verse 8: stanwill]
she gon’ f_ck ’cause i’m a sh_ttyboy, i don’t flirt with hoes
in a red zone with dee, it’s feeling like first and [?]
think i met her at the strip, my b_tch know how work the pole
mastermind pua pusher, i can work the pros
[verse 9: babytron]
wockhardt, j_panese [?] b_tch, the swig expensive
touch bro? it’s a headshot, you can’t finish wrestling
high as h_ll on [?] ninety_four, i’m mr. miss_the_exist
in the d, if it’s bread, where you think them fishes headed?

[verse 10: trdee]
put her in some gucci flip flops, she wanna show her toes
you depressed and really mad at life, sh_t, this how it goes
are you a g league coach? you ain’t got no pros
you need to look in the mirror, asking where the hoes

[verse 11: stanwill]
yeah, huh
bag drag, jack grab, gang racing scat pack
hundred hoes on me, my dm look like a rat trap
instagram scams, grannies asking they cash back
i could throw a train in reverse, wouldn’t backtrack

[verse 12: babytron]
act rude, stack blues, off the red and black loubs
fourteen hundred dollar steps, walk the f_ck past you
ruth’s chris, jay ale’s, i don’t f_ck with fast food
pretty lil’ b_tch, swear she sh_tting on my last two

- shittyboyz

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