Almighty Suspect, ShittyBoyz - Trump Hat lyrics

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Upgrade our BAPE every season, boy
That's evolution bitch so cold, mm hmm
She got the Devil choosing
Got some hot heads from PA, they be 72in
Y'all boys fucking with them rats and
I can't mess with Rufus
Head stupid, blew my shoes off
McQueens on, these ain't AF1's
Ain't got a swoosh, dawg
Out in Bali off fifty woods
I feel like Snoop Dogg
Acting loose, dawg, we'll send
One through his roof, dawg

"Why the fuck this nigga never die?"
What my opps said
"Lil' nigga stay talking shit"
What my pops said
"Let me see them hands, put 'em up"


What the cops said
"Gave him twelve, light him up"
What my Glock said
Bitch, I'm the flyest nigga out
I need a pilot hat
Bad hoes in and out the crib
I get a lot of neck
Glock spinning flames out that shit
Where the sauna at?
Been hit that lil' bitch, where her mama at?

The way you shoot, you must hate clouds
Got my bitch with me
Mean-mugging like she hate smiles
Finna beat this lil' nigga ass
Threw my pape down jam and I slide
Hit the clerk with a fake smile
I'll have my young boy shoot like it's NBA
Big-ass AR on me, put yo fists away
This some new drip
Let me tag what I'm in today
Dove in and came out the
Deep with a fin today

Yo lil' bitch looking, I had to lick my lips
Showed her I had a blue check
Then she lick my dick
Not on the 'Gram, in my pocket
Lil' silly bitch call him "Bob Marley"
Hit him with the reggae mix
I smoke zazas, get him gone like ta da
Chef, voilà bitch look like La La
You driving 'Palas? Boy, that's a nah nah
Unkie in the kitchen hopscotching
Off some Pop Rocks

"Sus Gerb, boy, you gotta chill
Talking too crazy"
Hit stick, make a nigga flip, did a 280
Won't speak on a nigga track
Unless you pay me
On the Maury show, yelling loud like
This who baby?
I'ma gas up till I can't talk or eat shit
With the ShittyBoyz
Make a opp nigga eat shit
I'll never slip red light, nigga, beam this
Big Glock heat a nigga up, talking deep dish

My bitch fly as hell, Amelia Earhart
And she 'bout bougie than a bitch
I wouldn't dare fart
Difference between us and y'all guns
We gon' air ours
Knock his eyeball out the socket
If he stare hard
I'm with Tron, I'm with Suspect
You left yo stick with blue balls
You ain't bust yet
Feel like Duval, my best life
Can't be upset
Feel like MC Hammer with it on me
Ain't get touched yet

Pull the stick out, now it's hammer time
You heard "Spicelations", boy
I'm still thinking 'bout Scammer Drive
You got a big heart, I got a missile
It's gon' land inside
Corona going 'round
You can't get no dap or five
Before this shit
You probably couldn't either
Up a hundred bands
Why the fuck would I jugg a feature?
Why the fuck would I jab if
This fucking hook a sleeper?
Fuck my gym teacher, mm hmm
I probably took his Visa failed every class
Now I'm finna book arenas

Just slapped fire out a nigga
With a Trump hat
Nick Chubb in the MAC-10, make 'em run back
Just hit Fifth, blew a ten, bro, I love Saks
I was on the block with the gang
Slinging dub sacks
Bro sipping Wock' and I'm
Sipping on Tristina
Dirty-ass bum, go to jail for misdemeanor
She a gobble head but you
Call that bitch a keeper
Niggas want smoke then the
Glock blowing reefer

Almighty spilled the Wocky on it
It volcanic water hit her off the splash
I feel like the Titanic on her
Crushing vertebraes
If it's a neck then I'm standing on it
Sent him up but his dead bed
He done landed on it
Bro got a key, I got a Glock, yeah
We spazzing out
Buying everything off Melrose, bitch
We cashing out
Got a 223 for every opp, I'll pass him out
Left the C4 on his porch
When we passed his house