Trapanese lyrics lil ricefield, Seiji Oda

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It’s Seiji baby
I have a long scope
Look like a dick on my Glock
Got that chop, got that stick, bitch, I’m trapanese
Ramen noodles on my dick when I’m clapping cheeks
Going stupid in the whip ’cause I cannot see
Tryna bring your dog, then you better bring that cutlery
Getting to the chips, hunnids blue, like Doraemon
Nice guy, but I spit flames like I’m Iroh
Talking out your neck, I bring the drum, taiko
Lames get to speaking
Then what’s up bitch? Ohaiyo! (Ohaiyo)
I’m a fucking shogun
Fronting in my face opposition, let me roll one
Always get the A-plus, bitch, I need more huns
One less dog at the pound ’cause I stole one
Man these suckas wanna test, but I’m Asian, so I pass
Bitch I’m running up a check, I ain’t never skipping class
If you talking out your neck, on my momma, it’s a lash
If I become doctor, I ain’t saving your hoe ass (You doctor yet?)
Aye, why your eyes like that?
Ain’t no molly in my lean, bitch, I squint ’cause I’m a Jap
Visor bucket on my face, I don’t fuck with fitted caps
All this money that I make, keep it hidden in a stack in my mattress
Add it like a master, math kid
Skinny long slick mustache like a catfish
Finna go Godzilla we gon’ smash shit
Lil ricefield fuck with big rice patty, we active
She a hourglass, like the village of the sand
Made a bitch fall in love, now she tryna hold my hand
I ain’t trippin’ off these thots, all I’m thinking ’bout is bands
On some Caitlyn Jenner shit, bitch, I’m feeling like the man
Dirty comin’ out yo mouth, bitch, it’s good we go toe to toe
Dirty snow bunny, bitch, you lookin’ like Post Malone
Congratulations, you won gold for the brokest hoe
I’m getting the guap, pockets fat like Totoro
Fuck a bitch to sleep, then I cut, like I’m killer bee
Made her hella mad, you can bet she’s still into me
On my A game, I get killed if I get a B
Want the sushi roll, nah, bitch, you can’t get the D
Shawty think I love her but I’m on to the next
Now she tellin’ big tales, tyrannosaurus rex
That hoe be textin’ me she just askin’ me for sex so I fuck her
From behind like a thousand years of death (Thousand years of death)
Writers:-lil ricefield, Seiji Oda

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