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lil swang & trippie j - bankrupt lyrics

[intro]

trippie j
yeah, lil sw-ng
yeah, 29
mayce
yeah

[verse 1: trippie j]

i could beat you up, but where’s the fun in that
whiskers on your face like cat in the hat
todd gurley shirt and your skin’s really pale
you should be outside delivering mail
flirt with her sister and now flirt with her
tell the world that i’m getting curved
you’re not her boyfriend, that spot is reserved
now go date someone you really deserve
hairline lookin’ like pizza hut
back out of a fight ’cause you finna get cut
came up to you and i tried to apologize
and you with her and told all these lies
used to be friends with you, ended that quick
said a word to you once and you stole my chick
run it back as of two years
came back in the game through tears
facetime her without hangin’ with the boys
playin’ fortnite and your mic makin’ no noise
won’t say a word to me in real life
the only thing you date is a [?]
…just focus on your building

[verse 2: lil sw-ng]
…don’t wanna fight
then you go to bed at eight at night
everyday your mama does your hair
then you cry, “that is not fair”
then you get a kiss goodbye
your girl doesn’t love you, everybody’s tired
your mom’s so thin and you’re so wide
say to your [?] and i’m you pretty sure you’re lyin’
don’t even want to touch other
all you want to do is kiss your mother
beat you 1v1, suck at basketball
cryin’ to your girl, ’cause i made you fall
freckles on your face like pepper
try and [?], but that’s a never
send pics of those pepperoni nips
runnin’ away from you, like apocalypse
or you just spicy, about to diss
this you first girl, buddy, where’s the kiss
she’ll say goodbye to j’s girl
and i know you so from this

[verse 3: trippie j]

yeah
everyday braggin’ ’bout huggin’ her
said you weren’t beefin’ like are you sure
text me if you wanna join [?]
p-b-rty, yeah, you don’t look like a man
askin’ her out, you’re [?] your [?]
back out of a fight cause she got brave
i’m makin’ this, keeping it on my money
…on tellin’ your mom the whole time
only asked her ’cause you can’t say no
what a piece of cr-p, you got lost in the snow
sayin’ this to you is sayin’ no to me
you’re steppin’ on my turf now, can’t you see
everytime you breathe it sounds like a whistle
when i shoot my jumper it screams like a thistle
…situation not you
talk all this cr-p, you ain’t’ got a clue
call yourself money, there is no originality
that just goes to show you got a boring personality
and when you asked her out, there was no formality
…just call it a fatality
calm down now, we were just playin’
i’m not reffin’ you, i’m just sayin’
tell her you love her one more time
make a diss track, bet you can’t even rhyme

[verse 4: mayce]

yeah, yeah, yeah
squad like a dell ’cause he roll with the deep
bro hit the faun so he gone with the heat
with the smoke, with it all with your hair like a snapback

ok i got tired of listening to that beat so the rest will be up later

- lil swang trippie j lyrics

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