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apes in the house - trdee lyrics

[intro]
sh*ttyboyz sh*t, man (jxckk just want a drink)

[verse]
life behind tint, i got a bad b*tch shotgun
told the b*tch if she don’t suck no d*ck, we can’t have no fun
b*tch, i’m really him, i might just change that to my pr*noun
slid on his block, i wasn’t hip it was a ghost town
you ain’t even like that, why you cappin’ on them instrumentals?
if you mans’ll rat your ass a mouse just like stuart little
brodie in the field, i’m tryna tell him he ain’t george kittle
all that talkin’, that gon’ get you nowhere but the hospital
i feel like gucci, i’m the man
why you got designer on and you ain’t got a band?
please step back before i pop you like a can
you could be a rapper, still wouldn’t have a chance
i ain’t tryna go back and forth like a swing
they like, “why you always workin’?” i just do it for my team
all these n*ggas do is watch me, sh*t, i might as well stream
i ain’t tryna have that belly, you wouldn’t see me drinkin’ lean
i ain’t tryna have no baby but these n*ggas are my sons
you know i get money daily, maybe you should get you some
i know that these n*ggas hate me so i went and got a gun
man, this b*tch gon’ try to date me when she see my life is fun
man, them n*ggas is some hoes, please put ’em in a dress
i could blow it on some clothes, i got paper like a desk
swear to god you so cold, like you up there with the best
don’t mention sh*t that’s old, life used to be a mess
if i wasn’t in the game, i was on the bench cheerin’
i was always in my lane, it wasn’t times i was veerin’
she like, “that is my d*ck and i’ll die before i’m sharin'”
you know i’m a d boy, buffs white like a karen
aw sh*t, yop, b*tch, i’m finna turn the pressure up
nah, boy, i’m straight on that but you should let my n*gga f*ck
why you hand the glock to bro when you know he ain’t even cut?
i can’t listen to your music, bro, because you really suck
cut into my mans, he had his gun on live just like ja
i ain’t never goin’ broke again, i’d rather die
i ain’t even know that she a freak, she was actin’ shy
i ain’t playin’ with these n*ggas like this week we got a [?]
i can’t stay long, in a couple minutes, i’ma bounce
when your pape’ long, she don’t give a f*ck about a spouse
i got bape on, d*mn, who let the apes all in the house?
i cannot believe what these n*ggas doin’ for some clout (what the f*ck?)
[outro]
(jxckk just want a drink)

- trdee lyrics

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