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piper - trxsto lyrics

[intro]
let’s go, let’s go, aye
on foe nem, can you hear me man
let’s go, let’s go, aye

[verse]
i’m with the sh*t no diaper
spot a bad then i pipe her
got a bad b*tch named piper
she don’t got no phone so i skype her
imma hit it, then quit it one night her
and the glock got two tities just like her
count up hunnids and fifties my eyes hurt
and he talking tuff like that boy not a fighter
got lots of guap but won’t spend a dollar
i’m f*cking yo’ b*tch and i’m making her holla
take off in a scat, you in a impala
when i hit from the back she screaming out papa
no printer thеy fax, they stay tryna copy
all i speak is fax n*gga do you copy?
thesе n*ggas they mad, they stay tryna stop me
and i cannot lack they might try to pop me
in a drop top and she tryna top me
i be pimpin these hoes and balling like scottie
why you cuffing that’s b*tch and you know she a thottie
that lil’ p*ssy is through, she got like 7 bodies
lil’ shorty she freaky, she touching my body
if he play then he lay, then we catching a body
no bobby a shmurda, if a n*gga try me
it ain’t to sh*t my n*ggas to go catch a homi
leaving walking dead, like he a zombie
foe nem off the meds, up in the lobby
i be getting sh*t hot, not talking wasabi
i’m in love with money that’s my favorite hobby
ice on my neck and it’s water no fiji
vvs diamonds shining like 3d
eat the cat from the back and it’s tasting like kiwi
how you not from the raq’ but you throwing up bd
that’s that sh*t that get you spunt like a cd
pop out the cut wit’ the stick know you see me
man these n*ggas be fans and they really want be me
just like stevie wonder these n*ggas can’t see me
ice on my neck, and my belt is a bb
we shooting hallows, yo’ n*ggas shooting bbs
got yo’ b*tch on my d*ck ’cause she see me on tv
spend a rack, get it back, then i put it in repeat
they ain’t f*cking wit’ me like a dyk* or sum
n*ggas, b*tches they ain’t tryna fight or nun
got the glizzy tucked if a n*gga buck imma strike ’em down like i’m thor or sum
you think imma b*tch or a hoe or sum?
i extended my rank tryna score or sum
i extended the clip, when i shoot by the dip
before it be blood on the floor or sum
you can act like you wit’ it, send shots at yo fitted
then tell them boys pick yo’ lil’ body up
bro got tired of the glock
picked up a the drac’, f*ck around then pick the shotty up
we ain’t dropping no lo, pick ya’ thotty up
we ain’t cuffing no hoe, they just want the nut
i just f*cked then i dipped then i call her to quit
then i sent her back home on the city bus
put trust in my glock ’cause these n*ggas be switching
put a switch on the glock and it sound like it’s hissing
put a beam on that b*tch and get hit from a distance
it got nba range you would think it’s a piston
i be f*cking his b*tch, but this n*gga don’t listen
when i hit from the back, she be screaming out tristen
[outro]
d*mn!
you be f*cking that n*gga b*tch forreal bro?

- trxsto lyrics

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