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take the throne - trdee lyrics

[intro]
(ooh, sh*t, that’s a danny g beat)
made your b*tch strip like she was—
yeah

[verse]
made your b*tch strip like she was wired up
why these n*ggas speakin’ on me? think that’s kinda sus
opp froze up when he seen us, left the n*gga stuck
shoot a toast to all the ls i took, let me grab a cup
smokin’ on some opposition pack, this ain’t no marijuana
who the f*ck won’t smoke with us? chopper got a comma
mr. make a b*tch call me daddy, i am not a father
try to stay in my own lane, never in some drama
don’t never call my phone on some nonsense
how you grown but your money childish?
i remember all the hate comments
karma always come back, ain’t no way around it
i’ma ball ’til she pull up
b*tch said she was leavin’, ain’t give two f*cks
i really hate n*ggas like the klu klux
in here makin’ fire, i can probably blow the booth up
caught a couple jacks, it’s only two o’clock
made her drive the boat while we was on a yacht
i’m a sh*tty boy, i know you want my spot
it’s a cold world, in the end you really all you got
casamigo got her in the room, actin’ like she pinky
throwin’ shade but the shoe don’t even really fit me
if ballin’ was a crime, the fed’s come and get me
ball for the times at tryouts, the coach wouldn’t pick me
i put her on the cam, guess you could call me freddy
on the road to success, we’ve been movin’ steady
snuck up on the opp, did him like a eddy
makin’ fire in the booth, got me gettin’ sweaty
n*ggas tried to call me out and got me activated
it’ll save you, so you gotta save it
she let me in her walls, i got situated
can’t wait to get to the point when i can say i made it
like really leave a hater with the sick face
unc’ said he really whippin’ ’til his wrist break
i’m everything i say, this ain’t no cl!ckbait
why you cuff that b*tch? she f*ckin’ n*ggas tryna escape
let a ho be a ho, ballers gotta ball
i just wonder who will catch me if i ever fall
‘wood full of opposition, finna light a law
pass the ball if your man’s open, ain’t no point to hog
some people don’t get it, if you know, you know
b*tch was trippin’, sendin’ paragraphs and all i said was “oh”
i can make a hundred pizzas with all this dough
flew a b*tch from cali’ to the mit, she never seen it snow
always knew that me and gang’ll blow just like some dynamite
we was really just like michael jackson, workin’ day and night
bad rude b*tch don’t even speak ’cause she is not polite
three*fifth of ‘za got this b*tch higher than a kite
try me if you gonna, hope you ready for the repercussions
we the coldest group, it ain’t no discussion
noah shop at the crib if i’m at the function
no cap, i’m humble ’cause i really came from nothin’
seen a couple things you wouldn’t believe
in the middle of the summer with a couple sleeves
it’s 2022, how you ain’t got no cheese?
finna hit the strip and make the money fall like some leaves
make a thick stripper rake it
i’m a sh*tty boy, ain’t nothin’ ’bout me basic
we the coldest in the city, n*gga, face it
you ain’t gotta give up no throne, we gon’ take it
[outro]
sh*ttyboyz

- trdee lyrics

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