Album on Tronicles

Track 14 on Tronicles
DPOY Lyrics
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[Verse]
This lil’ ho like Pat Summitt, she be settin’ plays
Yeah, I heard his last song, it’s more weak than seven days
Don’t call me Jimmy, it’s been Tron since the 7th grade
Head to head, it ain’t no way you beatin’ us in seven games
Sick they hit Tris, your drank, man, must wear boxin’ gloves
All she wanna do is fuckin’ fight, this some toxic love
Chips Ahoy Rollie on my wrist with the chocolate chunk
Brodie fightin’ life, I just told him, “Only God can judge”
I just hit his ho, he must’ve been droppin’ the blunt
Put a bounty hunter on him like Jabba The Hutt
Unk’ damn near DPOY, how he lockin’ it up
We ain’t bringin’ in no grocеries when we poppin’ thе trunk
We just waitin’ on your low, you gon’ drop it or what?
When it’s time to ride or die, you gon’ hop in or what?
Time to show ’em what it is, I don’t pop it enough
Used to hit the store with three bucks, now it’s lobster for lunch
If the pop ain’t cold, it ain’t drop worthy
Touchdown in the Bay, I feel like Brock Purdy
Spot never ever close, you can honk late and knock early
Think that he trim but we done peeped that his socks dirty
When we pull up belt-to-ass, it ain’t like Grandma whoopings
Rollin’ up dessert, mix some…