lirik lagu trdee - dead friends
[intro]
(313 mafia)
hey
[verse 1]
i’ma tell you how it is, ain’t no point in sparin’ feelings
you can always catch me in her walls like a tenant
don’t ask ’bout no old hoes ’cause they finished
i don’t d~ck suck, so it’s gon’ take a lil’ minute
[chorus]
money rule the world, so i’m chillin’ with my dead friends
know some steppers, put ’em on your head like a headband
catch a clout chaser like, “repeat what you said, man”
cold world, they’ll bite the hand that really fed them
always in my duffy, hibernatin’, please don’t [?] me, boo
climbin’ to the top, they with us, let my n~ggas through
double tappin’ with a n~gga b~tch ‘causе i hit it too
you can’t talk that money sh~t with me becausе i get it too
[verse 2]
designer off the crocs, i could probably buy a hundred pair
heard some n~ggas say they on my head, i was not aware
countin’ up money on the floor, smoke in the air
in the mall, chain always shinin’, hoes stop and stare
room full of bosses, guess you are who you hang around
used to wash my clothes in the sink, so i’m thankful now
tripped a n~gga ’cause he tried to run, then they paint the ground
think we winnin’ sh~t ’cause it’s all winners in our section now
heard the snakes hissin’, get the mower, time to get a trim
think twice before you try to spin me, i ain’t one of them
shoutout to my fans, i’m gettin’ money, sh~t, because of them
pull up on the block with steph curry, leave it with a tim
he was never in the field, he really like a water boy
three~fifth of this’ll have you higher than a harley boy
he don’t got a shooter, geez, his whip that make a lot of noise
don’t try to play me, ’cause i swear to god i’m not a toy
when i see you at the gates, please forgive me for my sins
i can’t be no sittin’ duck, she waitin’ when i’m pullin’ in
all i got is 201s, stan swing, i’m jumpin’ in
i’ma have to showboat, they prayin’ that we never win
[chorus]
money rule the world, so i’m chillin’ with my dead friends
know some steppers, put ’em on your head like a headband
catch a clout chaser like, “repeat what you said, man”
cold world, they’ll bite the hand that really fed them
always in my duffy, hibernatin’, please don’t [?] me, boo
climbin’ to the top, they with us, let my n~ggas through
double tappin’ with a n~gga b~tch ’cause i hit it too
you can’t talk that money sh~t with me because i get it too
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