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trdee – highlights lyrics

[intro]
(okay)

[verse]
i feel just like the inspector, whippin’ out a gadget
baby, i’m a star, i kinda feel like patrick (star)
n+ggas tellin’ stories, it ain’t even accurate
i’ma stack my money ’til it’s taller than hagrid
5’8″ but they gon’ treat me like i’m 6’6″
when we done, i’m like a teacher, she get dismissed (bye)
if we catch him in the field, it’s a hit stick (boom)
what do you got on? that is not drip (what the f+ck?)
flyer than a pilot in a c+ckpit (fly)
why the f+ck you cuff her? she is not sh+t (why?)
heard you had the rock but you got ripped (d+mn)
go ahead and shoot your shot, she gon’ block it (f+ck on)
what you bringin’ to the table? i can cater
you ain’t doin’ somеthin’ right if you ain’t got a hater
always on some sh+t but you ain’t nevеr on no paper
i just need a b+tch that hold me down, be my anchor
i like my money blue, i’m chasin’ sonic (come here)
you talkin’ big money but ain’t got it (lame)
sick you left the heat go and dry jects
six hundred dollar shirt, this some different fabric
always with my dog, i feel like sh+ggy
get her what she want like her daddy (okay)
can’t believe she ugly with a fatty (d+mn)
diamonds yellow, it look like a taxi
i’m not finna fight, not finna rumble with you (b+tch)
boy, you broke as h+ll and can’t n0body fix you
d+mn, bae, you really colder in an igloo
you should come and be my lil’ popsicle
she a lil’ freak but she act mean (she a freak)
hatin’ on a n+gga is not my thing (it’s not)
catch me on the green like a topping
all you do is talk, you like mike breen
you know who you say you are, i see the b+tch in you (i see it)
freak b+tch play with b+lls, look at how she dribble (d+mn, okay)
chop holdin’ joe swansons, i’ma leave him crippled
you get money and spend it, i’m tryna make mines tripple
tryna make a triple double, oscar robertson
listen to that n+gga dee, you can learn a lot from him (no cap)
i’ve been fightin’ demons like the conjuring
when i got behind, she threw it back and got to hollerin’ (ayy, ayy, ayy)
hollerin’ like she done caught the holy ghost (f+ck)
unky on the block, he workin’ from the post
you can’t ride this wave, go get another boat
freak b+tch want me to record her just like a show (okay)
i’ve been ballin’ for a minute, check my highlights
triple+s’s on my toes, these is not mikes
baby scared she gon’ get left so she gon’ act right
i’m either talkin’ sh+t or just my life
all you do is bark, you do not bite (lame)
go and catch these slugs, i do not fight (grrah)
we ain’t gotta talk ’cause it’s on sight
my b+tch got a strap but she ain’t no dyk+ (she not)
[outro]
she ain’t no dyk+
you know it’s on sight
yeah
sh+ttyboyz sh+t

- trdee lyrics

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