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t.r.3 - like me lyrics

[intro: tr3]
huh, wait, huh
run up like, run up like oouu!
run up like, run up like oouu!
3 up, gang
aye, aye
run up like, hey!
run up like, run up like oouu
run up like, run up like oouu
aye, hey, wait, what?

[verse 1: tr3]

p-ssy boy i’m aimin’ at his muh-f-ckin’ face, aye
b-tch i been the best and no i connot be replaced, aye
tied in to the money like a muh-f-ckin’ lace, aye
feel just like a baker with that muh-f-ckin’ cake, aye
yeah they call me 3 but imma always be first place, aye
ain’t no being nice come feel my muh-f-ckin’ braise, aye
f-ck all of that humble sh-t i’m flexin’ everyday, aye
like f-ck all of that cool sh-t, what that p-ssy n-gga say, aye
back to the music i’m in it i’m groovin’
these n-ggas be lurkin’ don’t know how i’m movin’
i see old shorty she look like she choosin’
i hop in the coupe i’m laid back and i’m crousin’
better than me i don’t find that sh-t likely, p-ssy boy talkin’ bout
he wanna fight me
b-tch from australia i think her name riley, i hit up her dm
and she had said crikey!

[verse 2: lil hatii]

lil shorty slurpin’ on my d-ck like an icee
look at my wrist an that sh-t it look icy
i gotta strap, so i am not fighting
try to run up on me, you see the pipe b
look at my neck an my wrist it’s a sight see
called that n-gga g-y and he said that he might be
lil shorty got played, so i’m feelin’ shiesty
cause i f-cked his mom and his b-tch he don’t like me
i ain’t never lost so an l is unlikely, talkin’ that sh-t?
we don’t take it lightly
new louie bag, that sh-t is a light three
he a broke boy, he using a type beat
n-gga f-ck 12, they tried to indite me
lil shorty got booty it look enticing
nut on her booty, my kids the icing
air out the glock bullets hit like mike tyson

[outro: lil hatii]

huh, woah, yuh, woah
woah, woah, slatt
woah, woah, 13, 3 up
told that lil b-tch, slatt!

- t r 3 lyrics

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