Sadtrojan – MEET WHITNEY! Lyrics
Artist: Sadtrojan
Song: MEET WHITNEY!
〈hook〉
Don’t cop that feature from me, need to save yo’ check
Back to back messages, shawty said she like my silhouette
Told her take the hint, not tryna talk if i don’t read the text
Gucci link hangin’ out my pocket, plus it’s on my neck
Skeleton on my pants, i call it whitney
You a basic b#tch, how the f#ck you think you gon’ get with me?
I’m gon’ get rich, okay, or die tryin’, like i’m 50
Got yo’ shawty on me, she said-, uh, damn
Got yo’ shawty on me, said that she a fan since i dropped ravioli
Everyday, on my way to the top, she on her way below me
I just scared my white b#tch, she said, “holy macaroni!”
Damn, how you talkin’ on me? dirt on my name, you don’t even know me
〈verse〉
I don’t get mad, i just win in silence
Shawty hit my phone, she a ten, she look like billie eilish
Pulled out a stick, like a nintendo dsi stylus
I don’t rock shirts, you see me walkin’ ’round with a beater
Why she hit my phone? i told the girl that i don’t need her
I got mad room in the whip, this sh#t an eight-, uh
I got mad-, uh, damn, i’m mad
I got mad room in the whip, this b#tch an eight-seater
Papa john’s, i’m walkin’ ’round with dough and a two-liter
I been runnin’ up them bucks, i’m runnin’ fast like i’m a cheetah
Huh, dressed in all black you would think that i’m a greaser
Huh, i just hit a fan, hit it while she rappin’ pita
Huh, that shit’s all cap ’cause who the f#ck be knowin’ all my lyrics?
Brodie, but that mixtape in the trash, i’m not tryna hear it
Feelin’ way too sleep, grab the wheel ’cause i cannot steer it
Brodie talkin’ like he the man, but he not nothin’ near it
Ten rings on me, i can snap and split the population
They think that i’m slidin’ on the track, i do it on occasion
Need my tickets overseas, i’m tryna catch me a vacation
Walk out the room with an outro, playin’ trap nation
〈hook〉
Don’t cop that feature from me, need to save yo’ check
Back to back messages, shawty said she like my silhouette
Told her take the hint, not tryna talk if i don’t read the text
Gucci link hangin’ out my pocket, plus it’s on my neck
Skeleton on my pants, i call it whitney
You a basic b#tch, how the f#ck you think you gon’ get with me?
I’m gon’ get rich, okay, or die tryin’, like i’m 50
Got yo’ shawty on me, she said-, uh, damn
〈outro〉
Don’t cop that feature from me, need to save yo’ check
Back to back messages, shawty said she like my silhouette
Told her take the hint, not tryna talk if i don’t read the text
Gucci link hangin’ out my pocket, plus it’s on my neck
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Release Year: 2022