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dinner date - idk lyrics

[intro: idk]
uh, uh
uh*huh, uh, uh
uh*huh, uh, ayy
ayy
daytrip took it to ten (hey)

[chorus: idk & trippie redd]
one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight (seven, eight)
i told her 8:30 for a dinner date (dinner date)
pull up at 8:50, b*tch, i’m always late (always late)
i k!ll the p*ssy, dip and i don’t leave a trace
uno, dos, tres, cuatro, cuatro, cuatro, cinco, seis (cinco, seis)
did a show in egypt, pay a hundred k
spend half of the profits on some real estate
private jet to london for a dinner date

[verse 1: idk]
young n*gga with a big*ass check (check)
they see me as a big*ass threat (threat)
i’m like, “what i do? i’m just doin’ me”
i was doin’ two, now i’m doin’ three
shift the gear on a ho n*gga, oh my god
now i’m up, i don’t know n*ggas, who are y’all?
matter of fact, i never knew you n*ggas, i’m like, “who you n*ggas?”
you keep puttin’ on a show, i’ma have to boo you n*ggas
put a m on his head, i’ma majin buu these n*ggas
no pad, no pen, but i’m still gon’ school these n*ggas
stay out of the loop, she do not f*ck with them fruity n*ggas
i’ma buy chicken like two*piece, n*gga, i got a chick in a two*piece, n*gga
[chorus: idk & trippie redd]
one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight (seven, eight)
i told her 8:30 for a dinner date (dinner date)
pull up at 8:50, b*tch, i’m always late (always late)
i k!ll the p*ssy, dip and i don’t leave a trace
uno, dos, tres, cuatro, cuatro, cuatro, cinco, seis (cinco, seis)
did a show in egypt, pay a hundred k
spend half of the profits on some real estate
private jet to london for a dinner date

[verse 2: trippie redd]
swervin’ in a lamb’ truck, no benz (skrrt)
these is not no frenemies, these n*ggas not my kin (not at all)
took a private jet to london just to see how that b*tch live
man, these n*ggas cap, f*ck you think this is, litz? (litz)
i don’t pay no godd*mn child support but n*gga, i got kids (i got kids)
all these n*ggas in my sons, put them b*tches in some bibs (yeah)
you can ask ’em where they been at, bet they say, “up in the crib”
n*ggas cryin’, get up out it, i just f*cked on me a model
n*ggas worry ’bout some [?] like i should have wore a condom (haha)
i’ma stack me up a million plaques and make me a wakanda (woo)
put my family queens in birkins, floss some dolce & gabbana

- idk lyrics

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