Rae Sremmurd - T'd Up (official lyrics)

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EarDrummers
Chopsquad
Metro Boomin want some more, nigga
Yeah, yeah, yeah, hey
I'm T'd up (damn, ayy)
I didn't see no speedbump (stop playin', yo, ayy)
I T'd off (hit it, yeah)
Dropped the top and screeched off (skrrt, hey)
They-they ticked off (they mad, ticked off)
They ticked off (my bad, woo)
We T'd up (T'd up, no)
I T'd up (woo, woo)
I'm so fresh I need a fuckin' lint brush
I don't want the truck if it ain't lifted up
Drink so fast, I just done got the hiccups (hic, hic, hic)
Took her shoppin', she think I'm the shoe plug
Come back from the dead, I feel like Frankenstein
Five chains on my neck and they got hangtime (yeah, yeah)
Niggas rap, but they don't even stay around
Rollin' weed and baby, yes, I hang glide
Bring in them hundreds, end of discussion (crush it)
Bad chick blushin', turbo bustin' (giddy up, giddy up)
I'm T'd up (damn)
I didn't see no speedbump (stop playin', yo, ayy)
I T'd off (hit it, yeah)
Dropped the top and screeched off (skrrt, hey)
They-they ticked off (they mad, ticked off)
They ticked off (my bad, woo)
We T'd up (T'd up, no, ayy)
I T'd up (woo, woo, ayy, woo)
Snakes on me, I'm G'd (G'd)
In every way, I'm T'd
These girls comin' in teams (yeah)
We drinkin' CÎROC, not lean (not lean)
Young niggas so hot like steam (like steam)
Can't go out sad, not me (not me)
Colorblind, I'm seein' blue-green (blue-green)
Blue-green? Blue-green (green)
Blue flame and I tip like kings (like kings)
Car got wings, car got speed (got speed)
Roll up by the P, I'm T'd (I'm T'd)
EarDrummers, one time, what it do?
Dripset, O.D (O.D)
Gimme room like a nigga obese (obese)
I'm iced up, 1017 (yeah)
M.O.B. need M.O.E
Big boss, Bruce Lee
Ayy, Jxmmi (Jxmmi)
T'd up like a nigga ten feet (ten feet)
T'd up, I ain't never on E (the hits)
Young nigga out the S-S-I-P (SIP)
Yeah countin' money, not sheep (no sleep)
Took off and the paint KD (yeah)
Now clap for the M.V.P (Sremm, Sremm)
I'm T'd up (damn)
I didn't see no speedbump (stop playin', yo, ayy)
I T'd off (hit it, yeah)
Dropped the top and screeched off (skrrt, hey)
They-they ticked off (they mad, ticked off)
They ticked off (my bad, woo)
We T'd up (T'd up, no)
I T'd up (woo, woo)
Overachiever, had to let my seat up
Had to tell that girl that it was a one on one
In the spot, she on the bus
At the bank, I'm in a rush
And she followin' me, I'm like no wonder
We should hop off choppers since we got sleeved up
Both my arms, they freeze cuts (freeze cuts)
Late night and it's gettin' so uncut
These girls, they don't tease us
I let the cash go
I leave a wet floor
I'm in the end zone
Still a no flex zone (flex zone)
I'm T'd up (damn, yeah)
I didn't see no speedbump (stop playin', yo, ayy)
I T'd off (hit it, yeah)
Dropped the top and screeched off (skrrt, hey)
They-they ticked off (they mad, yeah, ticked off)
They ticked off (my bad, yeah, woo)
We T'd up (T'd up, no)
I T'd up (yeah, woo, woo)
Yeah
Yeah
(end)

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