Uh, yeah, haha
Me and Max hit a fusion on him like we Gogeta
Had to tell that girl that I’m into her but I don’t need her
f#ck the two-door, I got shorties, I need a four-seater
Heard she f#ckin’ with a friend of mine, I had to go leave her
If I’m lyin’ then I’m flyin’, my feet still down
Used to get you what you wanted, you can’t get a bill now
Used to be a newb on the mic, but I got skill now
Chain used to turn my neck green, but it’s real now
Even though I ain’t got a ghost writer, pop him, he a Ghost Rider
She told you that she goin’ to sleep, we pulled an all-nighter
Played her unreleased then she told me, “Damn, that sh#t fire”
Said it’s anyone better than Trojan, you a damn liar
When I’m in that black cat, give you bad luck
Fat f#ck, what I call me wallet, he a fat f#ck
I don’t wanna hear your music ’cause that sh#t suck
Hit ’em with a f#ckin’ [bonk], yeah, that bat, bruh
She said, “Trojan, you fly”, like a straight pass
No, I’m not tryna work with yo’ b#tch #ss
Yeah, they queue my sh#t first, then yo’ sh#t last
Real drip on my body, yeah, this sh#t last
Yeah, huh, that’s yo’ plug, we take ’em out the socket
Never used to have a problem tryna close my wallet
Never had to deal with moving with some heavy pockets
Yeah, they hated on the drip but I still f#ckin’ rock it
Twenty bands out in Neiman’s, man, that sh#t so light to me
This lil’ b#tch, I think she in love with me, she polite to me
Got her phone too, but her mom gotta write to me
She think I f#ck with her but I don’t, she not right for me
Baby, I don’t understand your motive, can you tell me that?
b#tch around the world, you gotta ship it, you can’t mail me that
That’s illegal in my country, n#gg#, you can’t sell me that
Two b#tches in my room, I need a camera, where is Freddy at?
Trojan Batman, I’m Jason Todd, I got two Glocks
You mad ’cause your b#tch playin’ my songs through her jukebox
b#tch, I’m like the doctor, every year I’m giving flu shots
She sucked me up, she thought she got a Birkin but it’s two crocs
That b#tch, leave her, nah, don’t need her
We be fusion like Gogeta
Yeah, my n#gg#, he a fiend, he put wocky in the liter
Baby, I just got the bag and I ran up like a cheetah
Baby, I just made 10,000 in my wifebeater, fah fah!
Me and Max hit a fusion on him like we Gogeta
Had to tell that girl that I’m into her but I don’t need her
f#ck the two-door, I got shorties, I need a four-seater
Heard she f#ckin’ with a friend of mine, I had to go leave her
If I’m lyin’ then I’m flyin’, my feet still down
Used to get you what you wanted, you can’t get a bill now
Used to be a newb on the mic, but I got skill now
Chain used to turn my neck green, but it’s real now
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