Trophies (Drill Remix)

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Ain't nobody real I see through the fake
Copy the moves and smile in my face

Plot on my dudes cause they really fake
Broke as a bi*ch with no style it's a shame!

Real ass bitch they ain't solid as me
Team on my back cause it's no I in we
This the alarm I heard they was sleep don't run by yaself cause you really weak

I'm on a mission gotta stay vicious mug on my face
Cause they know that I'm with it
I see a pop knock em out of position I heard they
Talking I don't even listen!
Glock to the face hit you with the drac

That's if dumb what a bitch
Wanna play
Sneak dissin to niggas I f*ck with you lame

Cause the way he love me won't love you the same
Somebody come tell them
I'm really the hardest

Feelings be low but I'm dragging regardless
Pussy ass hating hot and real bothered

Know imma beast so don't get me started
You lost your mind in the dick and the ball pit
Running in circles round bitches exhausted

Read bitches M.O. they scared to fall off
I got the juice baby I got the sauce
I got the crown on me come take it off

Run with your frenemies I take you off
I don't trust bitches with a grain of salt

You wanna be me but that ain't my fault
Step up your cookies no matter the cost

Searching for answers you gonna get lost
Cause I am the answer bitch I am the boss,
I am the one bitch I am the boss
Ms Marry had a little lamb I flipped the fleece to make a band

Patty cake a patty cake bi*ch nigga play we bake hers man
Ring around the rosey said the chopper made em do a dance
Down by the bay down by the bay that's where we left the mellons laying
Ms Marry had a little lamb I flipped the fleece to make a band
Patty cake a patty cake bi*ch nigga play we bake hers man
Ring around the rosey said the chopper made em do a dance
Down by the bay down by the bay that's where we left the mellons laying

Hate be real but so undercover
Bi*hes be phoney then f*ck on the brother
Bi*ch don't offend me cause I'll slap ya mother
But I'm not a fighter babe I am a lover

I see a fake ass bi*ch on her bully
Bi*tched her and her mans sent her back to the gilly
I got a hammer to wack me a Willy
Pop down solider baby don't get silly

Know you don't like me but swear you gon feel me
Neisha Da Great I was destined it's meant for me

How many hustles I got
Plenty
Don't stand a chance if you can't beat me mentally

I could care less you ain't no Kin to me
Moving the chips on the board call it check mate

Do as I please cause ain't nare bitch gone check me
Walking on sunshine when I'm big stepping

Pencil and paper cause class is in session
Get your own bag I don't like Sharing clothes and shit

At the top of the charts with the poles and shit
Man down every song that I make a hit

Ain't shit free man get off my dick
Don't give our trophies when they should I agree

All the time put in they still sleeping on we
Are the ever gonna win just wait and we'll see

It's all in my genes straight from Ibrahim
Stick to the script f*ck the Routine

Sick of my shit find a vaccine
If I beat your ass up gon wipe yourself clean

Beat yo ass up gon wipe ya self clean
Beat yo ass baby don't say thing

Purse from Kc a pretty little thing
And as you can see a pretty little thing

Ms Marry had a little lamb I flipped the fleece to make a band
Patty cake a patty cake bi*ch nigga play we bake hers man

Ring around the rosey said the chopper made em do a dance
Down by the bay down by the bay
That's where we left the melon's laying

Ms Marry had a little lamb I flipped the fleece to make a band
Patty cake a patty cake bi*ch nigga play we bake hers man

Ring around the rosey said the chopper made em do a dance
Down by the bay down by the bay that's where we left the melon's laying

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