thakidd - storytime lyrics
trippin on a drug right now
poppin on a drug right now
everytime i make the door go up
you know i’m ’bout to get these pounds
i make a dribble yea i cop my bounce
i make a dribble yea i cop my bounce
i get a check and this sh-t don’t bounce
i get a check and this sh-t don’t bounce (bounce, bounce, bounce) x2
they told me that i had to be the best
i had to be up next
be better than the rest
put the pipe down
and picked up a f-cking vest
y’all n-ggas trippin talk sh-t
and i split ya neck
looking for checks from me
but got no checks from me
b-tches want s-x from me
they always texting me
my “brothers” lied to me
they not gon ride for me
you blowing smoke
hoe then you bout to die by me
you gotta die for me
n-gga don’t check for me
you just want bread from me
yo checks like strippers the way that they
bouncing g
smoke pounds of broccoli
f-ck n-gga’s copy me
you n-gga’s hate on me
hoes try to play wit me
stupid lil hoe get away from me
y’all n-ggas sickening
i’m feeling sickly
they told me that i had to be there best
be better than the rest
i had got rich wit a private jet
you is a crip but i’ll leave yo -ss bleeding
you is a blood but i leave yo -ss crippled
bread like a baker
i’m dead undertaker
i ball like the lakers
i smoke so much gas
like a car from the bar
b-tch i’m outta here
just like a star (takeoff)
trippin on a drug right now
poppin on a drug right now
everytime i make the door go up
you know i’m ’bout to get these pounds
i make a dribble yea i cop my bounce
i make a dribble yea i cop my bounce
i get a check and this sh-t don’t bounce
i get a check and this sh-t don’t bounce (bounce, bounce, bounce) x2
you making me sick to my stomach
you stay talking sh-t
you get shot up real quick
wit a glock you get hit
i pull up let it rip
like a bay-blade lil b-tch
my diamonds are gleaming
my nuggets be stinking
yo hoe super freaky
my life is so trippie
this gas got me trippie
ice got me dripping
these guys really tweaking
stay asking for nudes
so many things i done seen
it was cruel
watching my mama get beat by this dude
they don’t want no smoke
they tryna f-ck
but i laugh it’s a joke
if you want smoke
you get beat up like dope
cause i f-ck on yo hoe
wit my c-ck in her throat
they told me that i had to be the best
i had to be the best
be better than the rest
i got the gas like i’m th-rntons
all of my money important
all of my clothes they imported
i’ll take a break cause i’m snoring
trippin on a drug right now
poppin on a drug right now
everytime i make the door go up
you know i’m ’bout to get these pounds
i make a dribble yea i cop my bounce
i make a dribble yea i cop my bounce
i get a check and this sh-t don’t bounce
i get a check and this sh-t don’t bounce (bounce, bounce, bounce) x2
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