Top Songs By Trdee
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
BabyTron
Vocals
Trdee
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
James Edward Johnson III
Songwriter
Lyrics
Huh, Air Forces 1s (Ayo, Mark A)
Huh, Air Forces 1s
Yeah, okay (Yeah)
Bitch, huh (ShittyBoyz)
Air Force 1s, I done ran through a hunnid pair
Bottom of my gun got a drum, it's a hunnid there
Hoes in the function, chain on, I bet a couple stare
Wintertime, a thousand dollar Moncler bubblewear
If it's up, might catch a body like I'm Miles Bridges
140 on the A, I'm flying down the mile tripping
I bet the clerk believe the perp if I smile with it
Reach for this piece? I might end up on trial with it
If you scuff 'em, you supposed to go and get another pair
They used to say I was the weakest, I ain't never care
Life just like a game but I was told that it ain't never fair
I'm so sick, I see her ass but she lacking hair
Off-White 1s, I'm the 2021 Nelly
Kinda mad my white bitch ain't never seen Belly
"Stupid bitch"
"Bitch? Who the fuck you calling a bitch?"
Ain't shit light ever with me, everything heavy
I'll put you on the route if you seem ready
.223s flying, if he ain't acrobatic, that's his ass
This ain't Call of Duty but the rifle got a flash attached
Talking 'bout you punch and slide? Let me see yo scammer stats
Fifty ball at the set on me, acting bad in Saks
Caught him out and blitz for the sack, where his passers at?
Three-five of Rum Punch, I almost had a asthma attack
She thought the Nike sign was fake, these some Cactus Jacks
We gon' force the opps to take shots, that's a Hack-a-Shaq
The way that our songs always heat, they think Haslem back
Cold face, no waist, ass naturally fat
I know a couple niggas turn to killers straight into a pack
I heard you was a throw-around, I ain't eating that
Niggas cannot see me, they be living in the nosebleeds
You will make the news, you keep staring like you know me
Please do not approach me, ask if this was the old me
I'll shoot my shot, I just DM'd her, Kobe
Air Force 1s, I done ran through a hunnid pair
Bottom of my gun got a drum, it's a hunnid there
Hoes in the function, chain on, I bet a couple stare
Wintertime, a thousand dollar Moncler bubblewear
If you scuff 'em, you supposed to go and get another pair
They used to say I was the weakest, I ain't never care
Life just like a game but I was told that it ain't never fair
I'm so sick, I see her ass but she lacking hair
Writer(s): James Johnson
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