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lirik lagu triffling – quis.7

swear these b*tches so in to me
we don’t luv em, we switching
we getting to these digits
he crying now needa baba, i gotta new shorty she rasta
make me all types of pasta
ima crack her like a lobster
the oh so lonely guy, done snuck off with his b*tch
he tryna call her but she busy
she leaving slob all on my jimmy
im not saving b*tches this ain’t winfrey
ima bag a broad is you silly
i don’t care who with me
not speaking on britney, but i made her sing like whitney

pop a bean she frisk me
dappеr don gotta her leaking
old shorty wanna diss me, so i f*ckеd her sister to disney
lobbing these hoes like a frisbee
d*mn i know these hundreds ain’t switching
i know you wish you was with me
oh well i know these digits won’t skip me
i’m getting use to this, i drop then a check meet
all these b*tches flooding like a track meet
inviting groupie hoes to the function
pop a perk she get to munching
fat ass and thighs what a munchkin
these old hoes gonna miss us
you treating every shorty like a diva
treating these new sneakers like slippers
studio vibes, taking pain from me
when i pop off ain’t no hanging with me
when i pop off ain’t no lames with me
me and broski, we like the same homie
we wanting blue hundreds in bundles
they stick too, like a magnet piece
old money, i made on my feet
f*ck rewind, put this b*tch on repeat
said i was gonna make it, and none of you was with me
said i was gonna make it, going back to the old me
you was talking sh*t, so don’t bro me
i keep some money and a trojan
no lockdown b*tch you controlling
she said the d is golden
ima leave the b so frozen
even if i rock the same fit , i’m freshing all week
no diamonds on my t**th, no amiris on my crease
ride my own wave and they flocking
bet yo main b*tch gone rock with me
i’m on my own now, so no clock*in
miss me with affections
that luv sh*t really trifling
i’ll pop a seal, make it crack like lighting
sipping on dro took another n*gga hoe
1/2 of y’all some goofies
me, myself, and i stay solid
no lie b*tch
greet a n*gga b*tch with kindness
it’s like i’m tatted on her eyelids
tap dance on her heart i’m righteous
me no do no wifing
me no do no wifing
cause that luv sh*t be trifling
me no do no wifing (x3)
cause that luv sh*t be trifling

- quis 7

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