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lirik lagu lit now – trdee

[intro]
(ooh, sh*t, that’s a danny g beat)
([?])
sh*t
sh*t
sh*ttyboyz

[verse 1]
all things must come down but i’m too hot for all that
i ain’t fighting no n*gga, this ain’t mortal kombat
stop talking ’bout goons ’cause you ain’t even own that
yes i f*cked that n*gga, b*tch, but this was way before rap
before i had clout i had hustle, something you should get
you ain’t even got money to spend, why you wanna trip?
who the coldest? i would say me if i had to pick
heard that n*gga got to got his sh*t, that’s why i got a bl!ck
prices going up on the feature, this sh*t like a stock
i ain’t never got my ass beat, but i got a knot
b*tch done f*cked the whole d*mn team, you know that p*ssy hot
hit the pistons game then got head in the parking lot
[?], you be capping, i don’t know, better ask somebody
no, i cannot let her go ’cause the head so sloppy
quick to mean mugging ‘fore you die just for acting c*cky
in a big body with my b*tch, let her hold the glocky
in my own lane, the only time i switch is when i drop
i heard you was munchin’ on it, you ain’t know she f*cked the guys
doggie went against the grain so we ain’t even got no ties
hotboxed and went shopping, f*cked around, forgot my sauce
roll up, i’m tryna get high but i’m scared of heights
everywhere i go i got a strap, but i’m not a dyk*
arguing with tron like lebron cannot f*ck with mike
on my way to texas, took a edible before the flight
watch who you around, these n*ggas [?] to try to take your sauce
she like, “please, can i get it dee?”, i’m like, “how much it cost?”
gotta play a part, everybody cannot be a boss
you ain’t gon’ know how to win if you ain’t took a loss
first seed, we the winning team, shoutout sb
run up on us, we gon’ have to pop you like a pepsi
balling on ’em, i should get an invite to the sb
feel like giannis ’cause can’t n0body really check me
hit her with some sh*t she never had, now she buck wild
you ain’t even twenty*five yet, on your fifth child
do you stand on business? let me know how you get down
i don’t give a f*ck ’bout what they say ’cause i’m lit now (i’m lit)
[interlude]
lit as f*ck man, chains
whips, all that, bro, y’all n*ggas be broke as f*ck still walking
i don’t wanna hear that sh*t

[verse 2]
i got my own crib, [?] walk around naked
d*mn, i heard what you did, real n*ggas don’t respect it
my b*tch spoiled like a kid, she want her a iced out necklace
danny did it again, i eat these beats up just like breakfast
purple tint on my cartis like saints row
if i can’t get it in the party then i can’t go
probably won’t see me at a party, i be at the crib
but i still can’t kick it with you, i ain’t real madrid
f*ck twenty*one on the opps, sh*t, i smell skunk
pull up on ’em in a black jeep, this ain’t bad luck
sick as f*ck, bro down bad, pick your mans up
see i’m winning, now she on my head like some dandruff (d*mn)

[outro]
be tripping on this b*tch, man

- trdee

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