Trophy

My bitches is bad
My niggas all real
We play big ball
But we also do heels
They making mad
Now I'm really gone kill
Crop top shirt
Small shorts still
Still still still
The way that I ball
I should be rich
I get my hands
On the rock
It is swish
If they could block
It is dish
I got the dash
I got the gift
Energy bad
I gotta dip
These bitches mad
I gotta shift
Too much of that
I get the shits
Nausea I got to spit
They riding the wave
The Sucking my clit
Clit clit clit
Ok since you wanna roll dice
four five six six six
Leaders of the free world
Its we world
Get off our dick
Doing what they said we couldn't do
I know its making them sick
Ring on ring on ring
Its like I never answer the phone
What you want
The only phone calls I accept are the Ones who talk in that trophy tone
Talk to me nice
Ball rap hustle
All big muscle
Always custom
Customers in all ways coming
Thank god praise the lord
He always on it

We need that trophy yea
First place only
We need that trophy
First place home team
They cannot hold we
Win win win
Do it for my homies
And for my
Kin kin kin
They cannot hold we
First place only
We need that trophy
We need that trophy yea
First place only
We need that trophy
First place home team
They cannot hold we
Win win win
Do it for my homies
and for my kin kin kin
They cannot hold we
First place only
We need that trophy



Credits
Writer(s): Niki Avery
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