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trophy - x4 lyrics

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[intro: x4]
(fbeat go crazy)
i’m a trophy, so they label me a joint (fbeat producin’ all the heat)

[chorus: x4]
i’m a trophy, so they label me a joint
and i got aim, i’m on point
hmm, let’s go slide through to prove our point
i’m a starter, so i scored the most points
n*ggas f*ckin’ with the pigs, i hear the oink
i ain’t f*ckin’ with no b*tch that ain’t got no coins
i can’t do no song with him, he ain’t no joint
i can’t catch no cases with him, he probably point

[verse 1: x4]
opps said they tired of me ’cause i’m annoying
but it’s b*tches on my d*ck ’cause i’m important
don’t ask me the price about no sh*t, you can’t afford it
of course i had to poke the b*tch ’cause she was gorgeous
thirsty crip with a hoodie and a torch on my hip
hmm, i can’t speak about that case ’cause a stitch on my lip
n*gga better check thе stats, ain’t no sm*t on my crippin’
chxnk, roll another ‘wood, ’cause i might not feel it
depеnds on how i’m feeling, i might not k!ll him
depends on how i’m feeling, i might not f*ck
but i still got some throat ’cause the b*tch is a sl*t
and i’m a big dog, i am not no pup
put that bl!ck down, n*gga, you is not gon’ bust
b*tch, i’m in the benz and you on the bus
heard about you in the county, they took your stuff
type of sh*t i don’t condone, he can’t kick it with us
[chorus: x4]
i’m a trophy, so they label me a joint
and i got aim, i’m on point
hmm, let’s go slide through to prove our point
i’m a starter, so i scored the most points
n*ggas f*ckin’ with the pigs, i hear the oink
i ain’t f*ckin’ with no b*tch that ain’t got no coins
i can’t do no song with him, he ain’t no joint
i can’t catch no cases with him, he probably point

[verse 2: chxnk]
hood love me in my section and my hoes feel the same
this lil’ ‘fit i got designer, yeah, i know it look plain
when i touch that fifty*ball, hit aod and make it rain
i keep bl!ck tucked with me, ain’t no r, peep my name
this lil’ gas i be smokin’, it’s a dead*n*gga strain
we stuff n*ggas in the ‘wood, so don’t disrespect the gang
i’m your b*tch favorite rapper, i’m the reason she came
you wonder why she say her jaw hurt, my d*ck the one to blame
i can’t hang with no dorks, i’m a joint now
fbeat on the beat, my sh*t gotta be on point now
catch a n*gga lackin’, yeah, we had to give boy rounds
b*tch sn*tched the condom off, said, “daddy, you can enjoy it now”
bad b*tches all i f*ck with ’cause i’m top tier
new b*tch after b*tch, i got picks, it don’t stop here
we just slid they block twice, no, them n*ggas not there
tried to sweep they whole block, my tinys brought the mop here
[chorus: x4]
i’m a trophy, so they label me a joint (fbeat go crazy)
and i got aim, i’m on point
hmm, let’s go slide through to prove our point
i’m a starter, so i scored the most points
n*ggas f*ckin’ with the pigs, i hear the oink (fbeat producin’ all the heat)
i ain’t f*ckin’ with no b*tch that ain’t got no coins
i can’t do no song with him, he ain’t no joint
i can’t catch no cases with him, he probably point

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