tryhards_

Lyrics

[Intro] (I'm not into you) Who run it? [Chorus] I'm up top, supa-shocked, oh-ho Supa-star, supa-wock, supa-crop, oh-woah Supa– Supa-guap, supa-slide, oh-ho Supa-slime, supa-fly, supa-wise, ho-ho [Verse] Ran off with that last bar, thought they ass was slow I ain't even tryin' hard, these niggas be some hoes That hoe let me tie her up, she let me control her Yeah that girl spit on the dick, she went, "Uh-uh tuah" And this baddie wanna wear all my hoodies Throw the money like some pussy I'm being everything that her ass couldn't be Doin' everything you can't, I can't even trust a thing you say A nigga ain't tryna go band for band Yeah, a nigga ain't tryna go bean for bean I jumped a ho and had to leave [?] separately I remember once I had to sell some Ps And I told 'em, "Get off of me" like some flees My bitch gonna blow me just like some Keef Her ex was broke, showed her nicer things New butt, my bitch tight like ATL jeans You know that I stretch it out, test it out, yeah We sprayed on them pest like [?], oh yeah He got off the boat [?], oh yeah Infested, she messy, she festered and yeah Yeah pop on her face like a blister, oh yeah Ain't interested, still got Tourettes, and oh yeah Done cut off the eater, I miss that ho, yeah, yeah, yeah I miss you a lil' bit, yeah, yeah She still goin', yeah, I can't take a lil' bih', mm, yeah Who run it? And why you have to go and claim me? I ain't even feel the lil' bih' Bitch ain't have no money, I had to give her a lil bit I had to take a lil' shit Pump up the brake a lil' bit He got no pape; not on shit That's why he talking so much That's why he hatin' a lil' bit [Chorus] I'm up top, supa-shocked, oh-ho Supa-star, supa-wock, supa-crop, oh-woah Supa-tr– Supa-guap, supa-slide, oh-ho Supa-slime, supa-fly, supa-wise, ho-ho