lil ricefield - trapanese lyrics
[intro]
it’s seiji baby
i have a long scope
look like a d-ck on my glock
[verse 1: lil ricefield]
got that chop, got that stick, b-tch, i’m trapanese
ramen noodles on my d-ck when i’m clapping cheeks
going stupid in the whip ‘cause i cannot see
tryna bring your dog, then you better bring that cutlery
getting to the chips, hunnids blue, like doraemon
nice guy, but i spit flames like i’m iroh
talking out your neck, i bring the drum, taiko
lames get to speaking
then what’s up b-tch? ohaiyo! (ohaiyo)
i’m a f-cking shogun
fronting in my face opposition, let me roll one
always get the a-plus, b-tch, i need more huns
one less dog at the pound ‘cause i stole one
man these suckas wanna test, but i’m asian, so i p-ss
b-tch i’m running up a check, i ain’t never skipping cl-ss
if you talking out your neck, on my momma, it’s a lash
if i become doctor, i ain’t saving your hoe -ss (you doctor yet?)
[verse 2: seiji oda]
aye, why your eyes like that?
ain’t no molly in my lean, b-tch, i squint ‘cause i’m a j-p
visor bucket on my face, i don’t f-ck with fitted caps
all this money that i make, keep it hidden in a stack in my mattress
add it like a master, math kid
skinny long sl!ck mustache like a catfish
finna go godzilla we gon’ smash sh-t
lil ricefield f-ck with big rice patty, we active
[verse 3: lil ricefield]
she a hourgl-ss, like the village of the sand
made a b-tch fall in love, now she tryna hold my hand
i ain’t trippin’ off these thots, all i’m thinking ’bout is bands
on some caitlyn jenner sh-t, b-tch, i’m feeling like the man
dirty comin’ out yo mouth, b-tch, it’s good we go toe to toe
dirty snow bunny, b-tch, you lookin’ like post malone
congratulations, you won gold for the brokest hoe
i’m getting the guap, pockets fat like totoro
f-ck a b-tch to sleep, then i cut, like i’m k!ller bee
made her h-lla mad, you can bet she’s still into me
on my a game, i get k!lled if i get a b
want the sushi roll, nah, b-tch, you can’t get the d
shawty think i love her but i’m on to the next
now she tellin’ big tales, tyrannosaurus rex
that hoe be textin’ me she just askin’ me for s-x so i f-ck her from behind like a thousand years of death (thousand years of death)
[outro: lil ricefield]
like a thousand years of death
thousand years of death
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