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Triffling Lyrics by Quis.7

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Swear these bitches so in to me
We don’t luv em, we switching
We Getting to these digits
He crying now needa baba, I gotta new shorty she Rasta
Make me all types of pasta
Ima crack her like a lobster
The oh so lonely guy, done snuck off with his bitch
He tryna call her but she busy
She leaving slob all on my Jimmy
Im not saving bitches this ain’t Winfrey
Ima bag a broad is you silly
I don’t care who with me
Not speaking on Britney, but I made her sing like Whitney
Pop a bean she frisk me
Dappеr Don gotta her leaking
Old shorty wanna diss me, so I fuckеd her sister to Disney
Lobbing these hoes like a frisbee
Damn I know these hundreds ain’t switching
I know you wish you was with me
Oh well I know these digits won’t skip me
I’m getting use to this, I drop then a check meet
All these bitches flooding like a track meet
Inviting groupie hoes to the function
Pop a perk she get to munching
Fat ass and thighs what a munchkin
These old hoes gonna miss us
You treating every shorty like a diva
Treating these new sneakers like slippers
Studio vibes, taking pain from me
When I pop off ain’t no hanging with me
When I pop off ain’t no lames with me
Me and broski, we like the same homie
We wanting Blue hundreds in bundles
They stick too, like a magnet piece
Old money, I made on my feet
Fuck rewind, put this bitch on repeat
Said I was gonna make it, and none of you was with me
Said I was gonna make it, going back to the old me
You was talking shit, so don’t bro me
I keep some money and a Trojan
No lockdown bitch you controlling
She said the d is golden
Ima leave the b so frozen
Even if I rock the same fit , I’m freshing all week
No diamonds on my teeth, No Amiris on my crease
Ride my own wave and they flocking
Bet yo main bitch gone rock with me
I’m on my own now, so no clock-in
Miss me with affections
That luv shit really trifling
I’ll pop a seal, make it crack like lighting
Sipping on dro took another nigga hoe
1/2 of y’all some goofies
Me, myself, and I stay solid
No lie bitch
Greet a nigga bitch with kindness
It’s like I’m tatted on her eyelids
Tap dance on her heart I’m righteous
Me no do no wifing
Me no do no wifing
Cause that luv shit be trifling
Me no do no wifing (x3)
Cause that luv shit be trifling
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Quis.7

Quis.7

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