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Treasuree the God - 03.20.2020 Lyrics



Treasuree the God - 03.20.2020 Lyrics




Real trap nigga!
Had too grind for everything! Never did no scams! Okay!
Can't kick back, smokin my packs with some niggas
Who ain't really tryna catch no plays!
I keep winning, cz im running my race, don't give a motherf*ck who up in my lane!
Ima get what's mine, that shit don't change!
Been shittin on niggas! Just doin my thaanggg!
Ain't none too a boss! Pay the cross, no prollem!
All white drops, and I rock em like Prada!
Don't get too close, no scuff, no nada!
Nina stay with me, like giving niggas toppa
Grown Draco and The Junior!
Hit a nigga with the whoppa!
Don't start no shit! Won't be no problems!
Played my cool, heard niggas kept talking!
Get ya top played on make a nigga wanna block me
Yea, I put some lil game on ya bitch!
Now she want a real nigga that's rich!
Not money on the first of the year!
I get money when the shit get here!
Before I touch it know the pack get flipped!
F*ck around and bring it back with a tip!
No cap, hoe I'm really that stiff!
You can act but you know I'm that nigga!
I surpass em cz you know I think different !
Small minded, i was taught too think bigger!
On game, yea they taught me bout you niggas!
Know the game, ion talk around you niggas!
Cz when you leave they gon talk about you nigga!
In ya face, they gon smile like they yo nigga
Ian trippin but I chalked it up too this?
Don't nan of you niggas come ask me for shit!

Yea
All I see is me, who I'm gon lose against
I can't lose, so I'm tryna make that make sense
I don't even be knowing who half these niggas is
I just be knowing the being in which they pretend
Ion even be surprised when shit hit the fan
And they back in my face holding out they hands!

Got damn! Can I have my shit?
Can't even get pussy! Cz niggas hog my dick!
Number one draft pick! Know Poppa don't miss!
Kicked back, gettin head from head from a bald head bitch!
Smackin ass, rubbin scalp doing allat shit!
Lil booty, throw it back, takin all this dick!
Shorty jack going off, don't call that nigga!
Onna phone like a simp! Where ya balls at nigga?
Real trap nigga! Yea, I'm all in ya bitch!
I ain't even tryna talk roll up and pop a titty!
And you can stay up inna back, someone comin get a 50
Can't show em too much, cuz this bitches still iffy
And ion trust no bitch that I got from a nigga!
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Real trap nigga!
Had too grind for everything! Never did no scams! Okay!
Can't kick back, smokin my packs with some niggas
Who ain't really tryna catch no plays!
I keep winning, cz im running my race, don't give a motherf*ck who up in my lane!
Ima get what's mine, that shit don't change!
Been shittin on niggas! Just doin my thaanggg!
Ain't none too a boss! Pay the cross, no prollem!
All white drops, and I rock em like Prada!
Don't get too close, no scuff, no nada!
Nina stay with me, like giving niggas toppa
Grown Draco and The Junior!
Hit a nigga with the whoppa!
Don't start no shit! Won't be no problems!
Played my cool, heard niggas kept talking!
Get ya top played on make a nigga wanna block me
Yea, I put some lil game on ya bitch!
Now she want a real nigga that's rich!
Not money on the first of the year!
I get money when the shit get here!
Before I touch it know the pack get flipped!
F*ck around and bring it back with a tip!
No cap, hoe I'm really that stiff!
You can act but you know I'm that nigga!
I surpass em cz you know I think different !
Small minded, i was taught too think bigger!
On game, yea they taught me bout you niggas!
Know the game, ion talk around you niggas!
Cz when you leave they gon talk about you nigga!
In ya face, they gon smile like they yo nigga
Ian trippin but I chalked it up too this?
Don't nan of you niggas come ask me for shit!

Yea
All I see is me, who I'm gon lose against
I can't lose, so I'm tryna make that make sense
I don't even be knowing who half these niggas is
I just be knowing the being in which they pretend
Ion even be surprised when shit hit the fan
And they back in my face holding out they hands!

Got damn! Can I have my shit?
Can't even get pussy! Cz niggas hog my dick!
Number one draft pick! Know Poppa don't miss!
Kicked back, gettin head from head from a bald head bitch!
Smackin ass, rubbin scalp doing allat shit!
Lil booty, throw it back, takin all this dick!
Shorty jack going off, don't call that nigga!
Onna phone like a simp! Where ya balls at nigga?
Real trap nigga! Yea, I'm all in ya bitch!
I ain't even tryna talk roll up and pop a titty!
And you can stay up inna back, someone comin get a 50
Can't show em too much, cuz this bitches still iffy
And ion trust no bitch that I got from a nigga!
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Writer: Poppa Wynne
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Performed By: Treasuree the God
Language: English
Length: 2:14
Written by: Poppa Wynne
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