Kid Trunks - Not Legal lyrics

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Kid Trunks - Not Legal lyrics

[Intro] [?] Ayy, ya dig (b**h) Ayy, ma n***a k** sh** in the cut (b**h) Gang, gang, gang, gang Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey [Verse 1: KiD TRUNKS] The only reason I'll let you live because you sorry alive And if I see you in my city, make sure you come check in twice I can't remember why these people always believe the lie But I'm the greatest asian rapper ever to be alive And if you disagree just dig a hole, lay down, and go die I'm gon' be rich and all my n***as gon' have on suit and ties And if you talk down the ting gon' bring the heat, [?] let's go and fight You is so stupid p**y boy you do not care 'bout your life [Chorus: KiD TRUNKS] Okay, I f** her and leave her I wanted a threesome That b**h wasn't legal But I am not legal She wanted a feature But I had to teach her To s** it and squeeze it That b**h is bulimic Okay, I f** her and leave her I wanted a threesome That b**h wasn't legal But I am not legal She wanted a feature But I had to teach her To s** it and squeeze it That b**h is bulimic [Verse 2: Warhol.ss] Oou, undercover with the Rick And he on [?] Zipper, she grab on my dick My dick'll back up and park 30-round came with a drum for real I cannot kid or stunt for real Percocet, popping these mollies and pill Roll down, rollie, I don't rock no grill AP, I get chills Eight feet, get spilled Six feet, quick k** Wrist, check on me like a doc f**in' that hoe and her mama Cookin' up just like Betty Crocker Puttin' n***as in the trash, trash bag These n***as be stealin' swag, swag, swag Came [?] for the cat, cat, cat [?] Hoe you be tat, tat, tat, oou [?] Blowin' the gas bag [?] [Chorus: KiD TRUNKS] Okay, I f** her and leave her I wanted a threesome That b**h wasn't legal But I am not legal She wanted a feature But I had to teach her To s** it and squeeze it That b**h is bulimic [Verse 3: Ski Mask The Slump God] I am predator, just like hyena, yo b**h off the loud Like we just smoked some speakers I think that I'm hot, like I caught a fever So I keep a liter of lean in the freezer [?] she back it up, she must have a reverse camera, from Alabama It was your momma, then I met your auntie out in Atlanta She hit the folks on my dick for a Fanta Well I'm Dirty Dan! I'm rich and degenerate f** you if that flag you got is confederate I let yo' b**h f** if she pay ya' settlement [Chorus: KiD TRUNKS] Okay, I f** her and leave her I wanted a threesome That b**h wasn't legal But I am not legal She wanted a feature But I had to teach her To s** it and squeeze it That b**h is bulimic Okay, I f** her and leave her I wanted a threesome That b**h wasn't legal But I am not legal She wanted a feature But I had to teach her To s** it and squeeze it That b**h is bulimic Okay, I f** her and leave her I wanted a threesome That b**h wasn't legal But I am not legal She wanted a feature But I had to teach her To s** it and squeeze it That b**h is bulimic [Verse 4: A$AP ANT] Babygirl, look at the kicks Gucci, don't step on my kicks Sippin' codeine like I'm sick Cream soda the lean that I mix n***as be dissin' they no n***as they really be Urkels Grippin' the chopper I hurt you, I don't need no squares in my circle f**in' that b**h from the back, oou Diamonds they froze, I feel cool Sippin the purple oven, oou b**h she lookin', she hella cute [?] Bob the Builder

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