lirik lagu trdee – living legend
[intro: trdee]
(ayo, mark a)
mark on the beat, you know i gotta trip on this b~tch, f~ck it
hey
[verse: trdee]
everybody take a l, keep your head up
told bro stop runnin’ ’bout these hoes, get your bread up
only thing she do is trip, i know you fed up
if they ask you who the coldest group, i hope you said us (sh~ttyboyz)
they hate to see us shinin’ like a bald head
i hate d~ck suckers, wish they was all dead
[?] type of money, i could shop until the mall dead
i don’t care what you heard, tell me what y’all said
hope you told him that he trippin’ and lame as h~ll
take another shot, i know the liquor bring you out your sh~ll
i know some n~ggas couldn’t wait to see my n~ggas fail
up that big b~tch and let it sing, pullin’ out adele
[?], i’m in a fishbowl like mysterio
catch a couple plays before you even make your cereal (no cap)
i be really talkin’ spicy, you don’t hear me, though
try one of mines, you might as well arrange your funeral
they tryna block my shine, stop my cameo (d~mn)
i was at the bottom just like [?]
got an onlyfans, postin’ nudes, she a s~xy ho
had to branch out ’cause n~ggas didn’t want to let me grow
on the road to riches, f~ck what’s in the rearview (no cap)
you got a body like a benz, i’m tryna steer you
it’s a bad feeling when you broke when the bills due
if i want his b~tch, i dm her, let me steal you (come here)
i’m playin’, i won’t go breakin’ up a happy home
when you down bad, i bet you n0body call your phone
feel like marv and harry, i’ma slide when she home alone
think it’s kinda crazy they don’t show love until you gone
[interlude: trdee]
it’s f~cked up
they don’t show love until you dead, bro
rappers [?] they don’t post these n~ggas ’til they dead
that sh~t f~cked up
no cap, that’s why i’m tryna be a livin’ legend
ayy, ayy, ayy~ayy
[verse 2: trdee & babytron]
i was scammin’ grannies 2016
she gon’ hold you if you say “hi”, like my b~tch mean
stan sniper hall of fame, shot so green
fah~fah~fah, left him leanin’ like some codeine (f~ck)
made it through the rain, pop some champagne
your b~tch say your d~ck weak and you so lame (ha)
don’t follow other people, get your own lane
she gon’ f~ck ’cause i’m a sh~ttyboy, don’t need no gang (sh~ttyboyz)
hands in the air if you get into it
baby, it ain’t no love here, i don’t f~ck with cupid
i’m a sh~ttyboy, but this ain’t sh~tty music
b~tch threw the neck like she was dumb ’cause she went super stupid (sh~t)
f~ck, i hate to be explicit
i just got a say somethin’ about it ’cause i really live it (i do)
don’t say you caught i body ’cause i know you didn’t
had to cut a couple b~tches off ’cause they was always trippin’
like who the f~ck got time for that?
if you ever throw a punch, i hope you bought a strap
told her turn around, i’m soulja boy, i’ma make it clap
if you ever talk down on us, don’t reach for no dap (sh~t!)
d~mn, trdee
babytron checkin’ in
extra b~tter, light salt
Lirik lagu lainnya:
- lirik lagu ernie botts + the miseries – everyman
- lirik lagu charlie frecka – gatsby
- lirik lagu neo huxtable – path_of_the_kobra
- lirik lagu sage grant – teenage wasteland
- lirik lagu 島倉千代子 (chiyoko shimakura) – この世の花 (konoyo no hana)
- lirik lagu gimmick. (band) – to the dead
- lirik lagu jorik flekss – інтро (intro)
- lirik lagu leila forouhar – bahaneh
- lirik lagu wenszy – blurr
- lirik lagu mseco – en mi juego