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ni hao - trdee lyrics

[intro: stanwill & babytron]
once i get the head off
sh*ttyboyz (bear on the beat)

[verse 1: stanwill]
once i get the head off the lil’ b*tch, arrivederci
[?] grabbing giffies and i need a slurpee
i was scamming hams thanksgiving, wasn’t eating turkey
n*ggas lame as h*ll, boy, i wouldn’t even beef with turkey
really i don’t even beef at all
baking for that cheese, now his tee look like pizza sauce
do fraud, f*ck a j*o*b, i don’t need a boss
i was in school punching, f*ck what the teachers taught
ye did the kicks, bald jesus did the hoodie on it
i don’t like to dance, made my chain do the boogie on it
we ain’t playing fair, every glock got a fully on it
unc’ bet not think ’bout running off, we’ll bully [?]
december mean nike tech, moncler, and giffies
yo b*tch caught some shots to the back like she ricky
msr reader writer everything, we get busy
pop up on my ex with that d*ck like, “you miss me?”
[verse 2: trdee]
with a [?] like we finna get litty
baby wanna f*ck, she used to tell me she was busy
when i put it in she say she feel it in her kidney
heard they took yo sh*t, that’s why yo should’ve had a bl!cky
bl!cky, i’ma run it up until i’m fifty
fifty, and i’m walking to it when i’m sixty
sixty, ugh, i know this b*tch ain’t really kiss me
kiss me, you gon’ need some money if you diss me
she a foreign thang, only right my fitted be the same
i can never stress, fall back and tell her do her thang
he gon’ be without it, better tell yo boy to use his brain
like how many days in a week, i can never change
riding with a soul sn*tcher, i ain’t talking ’bout a freak
i do know a couple, they love them some black meat
i’ll rather pull up on you, you’ll rather go and tweet
look up and pray to god [?] say you’ll [?]

[verse 3: stanwill]
pistol on me, revving horsepower, feel like arthur morgan
i’ll put a hole in yo chest like the [?]
tippy*toeing in balenciaga, i don’t march in jordans
torch on me, something like a welder, i’ll spark yo tools
said you fighting demons? dee high as h*ll fighting martians
hit this lil’ worker b*tch, now she let me slide in target
let ’em try, turn ’em bruce willis, they gon’ die the hardest
if you up all that dog sh*t, n*gga, why you carless?
lil’*ass money, boy, you can’t get no transportation
quit the d*ck sucking, f*ck around get you blammed for hating
hit his ass with the ni hao, i just scammed a asian
i got goat in my dna, you know stan the greatest
rapping all that k!ller sh*t, he really just a hip hopper
stick a pinky out when you do it, suck my d*ck proper
real sleaze, i done probably hit yo favorite tiktoker
i don’t fight, have donny hit you with a sh*t rocker
[verse 4: trdee]
it’s a scam fiesta, chips and sauce when i push [?]
b*tch, i’m in a [?] dripping gucci, on my gunna vibes
stan’ll probably punch it for me, i don’t gotta stand in line
any n*gga scared to get some money not a friend of mine
chain got some colors, it remind me of the rainbow
stan spin the block, pop that n*gga like a faygo
faygo, b*tch, i stay with bread just like i’m mayo
ayo, diamonds really dance like they teo
baby, what’s yo credit? [?] get away from me
b*tch, i’m at the lab with some cake, not the bakery
gang really back to back in chains like a slavery
you can really do the whole gang, it’s okay with me
do yo lil’ dance, touch yo knees, baby, flip yo hair
[?] in my lungs, man, i’m really running out of air
blowing on some p**p? boy, you might as well face a square
tron really kobe with the hoes, he don’t even share
huh, i don’t even care
message to the fans, when you see us do not stop and stare
huh, you’ll catch a pair
all these [?] please be aware ’cause i really swear

- trdee lyrics

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