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trophy kids - devon hendryx lyrics

[verse 1]
ughhh
lights, camera, action bronson
got a sign on my mic and it says “use caution”
in pillow fights with a rocket launcher
do your toys like my samples, flip your tonka
battlefield flow, no codes to contra
new to the truth, not stormy sponsor
i’m a level up demon, haaaaa
wasting time on these hip hop dreams, i gotta go
whip it out, nutted on a tramp stamp
i send a freckle-faced b-tch to my bandcamp
cause i don’t rap, i do magic
get silly on trash pop singers who faking in the industry, yah
make a lot of money, moving cash, boy
f-ck them rich kids, n-gg-, i never had toys
i ain’t hood, i’m human, i had it bad like usher
so for them coins i’ll mario uppercut ya
now tell me who’s the man with the plan
i show hoes my d-ck, turn fans into stans
i predict by the age of 29
i’ll have my own nudies channel like k!lla cam
i’m no joker, heath ledger to your val kilmer
batman, now who’s the man? (devan!)
no b-tch, it’s dévon, accent, accent, listen to my songs
i’m the one like neo but more like geo (how?)
power guys, bricks and the kilos
nerd gangsta, slinging with a wiimote
tell a b-tch to strip and count back from zero (count back from zero, count back from zero, count back from zero, count back from zero)

[verse 2]
not a predator, i just say what i want
unfiltered, no time for editors
f-ck my compet-tors, this is the olympics
set a world record and flip off the gymnast
i got the belt now, i’m not letting it go
i got in my clutches, you can suck my d-ck, hater
darth vader, breath hard, wake neighbors
keep a white b-tch tricking like kate favor
i only play the games that i win at
and only f-ck b-tches with stamina, n-gg-, swing cash
start first, always finish last
bank statement, i got an allergy to cash
can i get a loan? (no)
can i get some cake? (no)
i’m going through a phase (why?)
broke n-gg- ways
so here goes an i.o.u for today
please accept this, baby (please accept this, baby)
the only woman in my life
is the one whose p-ssy i popped out of in ’89
the call her the breachpert, get it?
that’s cause instead of my head, i came out cheeks first
breach of a contract, breach of my confidence
breach a corner store, so i didn’t have to rhyme for rent
the same’s true, a house ain’t a home
cause even in my room, i lived in my headphones

[chorus]
we just some n-gg-s fresh out of a two year bid
trying to show these broke n-gg-s how we live
don’t even ask, n-gg-, what we did
and don’t call us twins, call us trophy kids (what’s that, n-gg-?)
trophy kids, fresh outta jail from a two year bid (oh my god)
trophy kids, don’t even ask, n-gg-, what we did, ugh

[outro]
yeah, no
seriously, what you do though?

- devon hendryx lyrics

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