TrippyDaGxatt – MPR = MxNEY.PU$$$Y.RAGEE.

TrippyDaGxatt – MPR = MxNEY.PU$$$Y.RAGEE. Lyrics

Artist: TrippyDaGxatt
Song: MPR = MxNEY.PU$$$Y.RAGEE.

We call it MPR, We do this everyday
Like Tay K did a race
My homies chillin wit yo bae
Yall n#gg#s, f#ckin Gays

My bape zip hoodie in i8
I’m Smokin dope here, but I’m well
U f#ck on me, U ain’t feel well
Can kill yo self boy, might as well

And Money can By f#ckin Death or Life
And p#ss# Wet, makes me so high
I have a draco makes u fly
That’s – Rage

I have some bands, The things got right
U call me p#ss#boy, not right
If p#ss#boy can f#ck yo b#tch, My boy, U sucker, right?
I need Money, p#ss#, Rage

I need Money, p#ss#, Rage
I need Money, p#ss#, Rage
I need Money, p#ss#, Rage
Smoking dope till Get high

Drinking alcoho, get drunk
f#cked this b#tch, in x5
f#cked this b#tch, in x6
If u need drugs, call my phone, I’m gon find u something

I’m working hard, I’m working hard Cause I love that money
My music perfect sh#t for sex, smokin dope or something
Don’t like that boys, Is That rage, That’s my stick talkin
I need Money, p#ss#, Rage

I need Money, p#ss#, Rage
I need Money, p#ss#, Rage
I need Money, p#ss#, Rage
My voice sounds like I’m f#ckin Marge or Lil Wop

Since I was Kid, fell in love Wit that big Guap
f#ckboys, been talkin, they from Southside
b#tch, I’m from Lyubertsy, Moscows East Side
Sad boy talkin, I’m Sad boy Rich

Sad boy Juggin, Sad boy f#cked yo b#tch
Sad boy crying, but Sad boy not a snitch
Sad boy scamin, Sad boy got Rich
What f#ck, Sippin wok, Dirty sprite

Wit that Glock, on yo block
Silly boys don’t what I’m talkin about
Rockin disginer clothes, but Ima still on yo block
Wit Glock, I don’t really give f#ck

They talk about me, What a f#ck, boy, I’m ugly and I poppin only xannax
Trippy, How u do this, b#tch, I grow up wit demons
They were Skin heads, They were demons
We were talkin dumb sh#t, but f#ck a melon

Moscow drug dealers, they all snitches, but big money
I was scamin kids in a gram, and That’s my money
Aye, aye and that’s my money
Aye, aye and that’s my money

See some demons I grew up wit
Diamonds dancing, lit sh#t
I can f#ck yo hoe, I’ll do it real quick
Smoking dope, that real sh#t

Rari, ridin, Foreign whips b#tch
Have u some Meth, bro? b#tch I need it
Cookin in da trap, I whiped two bricks
Damn brrrt, lit shit
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Release Year: 2022