master splinter - tdf lyrics
[intro]
you hop on any of them n*ggas beats, and you f*ck with me, i’m not f*ckin’ with you, n*gga
[chorus: ohsxnta]
no, i can’t shop at saks
i spent like ten bands on a bag
hop on a flight, now i’m jet lag (straight like that, n*gga)
n*ggas be cappin’ in they raps
i’m making bands, i don’t got to rap
i ain’t iayze, i don’t got to rat
i’m in the trap, rolling up this backwood
n*gga, don’t come in my hood
mama told me i’m a rich b*st*rd
and i’m f*cking yo’ ho, go ask her
i’m in the trap, phone, don’t answer
yeah, yeah
when yo’ ho with you, she boring
when yo’ ho with me, she a dancer
[verse: ohsxnta]
that boy want smoke, i’ma give him cancer
yeah, broke n*gga, freelancer
i’ma f*ck her, then i pass her
that boy a rat, like splinter master
f*ckin’ that ho, tell me, “go faster”
yeah, shoot the bl!ck, i’m a packer
i need the green bay, like a packer
said he gon’ rob me, he a cracker
(these n*ggas switchin’ on 1vory for no reason, 1vory didn’t—)
i’m going up, think i need a ladder
he a broke n*gga, he don’t matter
that ho eat me up, like a platter
ayy, boy, i get the blues, i cannot lose
calling me broke, that boy a fool
yeah, smoking on gas, i don’t do the juul
that n*gga talking on gang, i’m upping them tools
boy, i’m too sick, i got the flu
i’m with them real n*ggas and they up in the zoo
i’m with them real n*ggas and they bussin’ the news
he say he got bands, that boy capfood
no, i can’t go out like you
i got a glock, why would i fight you?
i don’t love you, i one night you
and his pockets small, like caillou
[bridge: ohsxnta]
d*mn, go
d*mn, go, go
[chorus: ohsxnta]
no, i can’t shop at saks
i spent like ten bands on a bag
hop on a flight, now i’m jet lag
n*ggas be cappin’ in they raps
i’m making bands, i don’t got to rap
i ain’t iayze, i don’t got to rat
i’m in the trap, rolling up this backwood
n*gga, don’t come in my hood
mama told me i’m a rich b*st*rd
and i’m f*cking yo’ ho, go ask her
i’m in the trap, phone, don’t answer
yeah, yeah
when yo’ ho with you, she boring
when yo’ ho with me, she a dancer
[outro: twentywrld]
i don’t give a f*ck about none of that sh*t, bruh, at this point, y’all n*ggas got to see my ones, bruh, no cap, i’m not playing with them n*ggas no more, bruh, y’all n*ggas is weird
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