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dirdy sprite - trampshirt harold lyrics

[intro: trampshirt harold]
aye
f*ck
*snort*
f*ck that
aye
f*ck that

[verse 1: trampshirt harold}
kinda icy on my wrist no dior
im with the sh*t that sh*t you dont see no more
f*ck a b*tch, and her sister
3 wh0res
get to the green
red painted on the scene
on the sidewalk
f*ck that (uh)
f*ck rats (uh)
kicked out the mall but we snuck back
free throws harder than my luck
bad habits
bust give a f*ck bout
that b*tch
i mustn’t give a f*ck now
that trick
them changes done now
thundercat kid rascals dizzy bucks now
get f*cking rich get shot get struck down
fat f*ckin b*tch tryna do a tummy tuck now
uh
but she still f*cking suck now
hey
thats right
ya dig
[verse 2: kid triple siix]
total decimation (aye)
thats my destination (aye)
ain’t no vacations (f*ck)
f*ck that f*cking lateness (aye)
going for greatness (yuh)
motherf*cking shapeshifter
i know you f*cking hate it
when im up all night skating
tryna clear my mind, tryna read between the lines
surrounded by some lies, is this my f*cking life
k!ll my cup with sprite and add some purple dye
add a drop of sprite
tortured, tortured f*cking soul
six feet under like a motherf*cking mole
in a f*cking hole, eternity with my bros
ain’t no f*ckin hoes, they just lie and steal then steal some more
digging for some gold, dressing up like a show (aye)
dressing up like a show
they’ll make you f*ckin broke
then treat you like a joke

[outro]
aye
huh

- trampshirt harold lyrics

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