Testo Trapanese (Remix)

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? Ohayo! (Ohayo)
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 nеver skipping class
If you talking out your neck, on my momma, it’s a lash
If I becomе 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

Bitch, it's DaBoii why you askin?
I heard you used to be the man, bro what happened?
Big bullets running through your body, they acid
Turn us back, tryna run at your ass, bitch
What niggas speaking on
If your the only nigga in you better put your people on
Damn I love my Glock, I bought her [?] now she need a loan
Bitch get over here and make it shake
That's how we great the hoes
Just caught the chopstick off my Asian folks
We might have both hit that hoe, but you paid it all
Just cut my favorite bitch off, she shoulda played her role
And every time I'm on the mic, I hear him taking off

And there ain't a nigga that I'm rocking with, they tryna go
Put shells in your hair, like a Jamaican hoe
Niggas out like bitches, Tyler Perry they be playing roles
When I bury money, that's the only time I'm saving hoes
We act her, man I catch you lacking, it's tragic
Call me [?] in your crib with all these ratchets
Bad bitch, eating up the bars, Mrs. Pacman
On the plane, getting head in the air, like a blackflip
If you hating bitch, die slow
Letting pipes blow, squeezing arms like tight clothes
Money talk, semi-green, talking like geico
My dog pouring rounds that are red like a typo

She got the pretty face and white hair like Ino
You know imma need to drop her cause she buggin like Shino
Got a insta famous bitch in my dms, for a promo
Flying bitch with the booty like a peach, call her Momo

Fuck a bitch in Japan, you can hear it in the baby
Then your boy, disappeared like spirited away
No I fuck with you tough, if you feel what I say
But if not, you can suck what's near to my waist (bitch)

Answer be the game, shit, we get money
Like I had a tight grip, can't get shit from me
Imma ball day and night, bitch I'm Kid Cudi
And I throw white forces, yo that bitch money (bitch)

Oh that's your bitch, imma steal her, Ben Roethlisberger
She blew me now her chain white, I Popa Smurf-ed her
Hit the store I'm going in but I'm not a burglar
Heard I hit this bitch, that nigga hot, free Bobby Shmurda