Testo Whoopty Fucking Do - BabyTron
Testo della canzone Whoopty Fucking Do (BabyTron), tratta dall'album Bin Reaper
They can't fuck with you, Tron
They can't fuck with me
They can't fuck with you, Tron
They can't fuck with me
They can't fuck with you, Tron
They can't fuck with me
They can't fuck with you, Tron
They can't fuck with me, can they?
That's a dumbass question, you know they can't fuck with me
This shit too easy
Ayy, ayy, ShittyBoyz
Oh, you made ten bands? Whoopie fucking doo
Looking in the mirror like, "Tron, they can't fuck with you"
Scam God, turned a slug to a couple blues
Voice in my head saying, "Tron, they can't fuck with you"
Haha, on God, they can't fuck with me
Ran up the score, check the board, dawg, we up fifty
All that ho shit you pulled stuck with me
Made a hunnid by myself, they can't fuck with me
My teacher thought that I was slow as fuck
I ain't even have to touch twenty, bitch, I'm going up
Feel like I'm MOAB, bitch, I'm blowing up
Twenty-five kills through this bitch, shooter going nut
Granny yelling like, "Tron, why you leave the porch?" (Why?)
Had to get my head in the game, EA Sports (Haha)
If it's online, huh, then it's free for sure
Bitch playing games, I am not a PS4 (Bitch)
Grabbed a hunnid jacks off an Android
Two straps on me, leave him wet like I'm Blastoise
Stop sending me them links, you ass, boy (Bye)
Told that bitch, "Give me space like an asteroid" (Give me space)
In the kitchen cooking up like I'm BasedGod
Bro shooting opps in real life, he don't play COD
Money mission, money mission, feel like James Bond
Look at yourself, I can't beef with no gay bot (I can't)
Get the fuck off my phone, I'm embossing a piece (Woo)
Staying quarterback to back so I'm Austin the team (Woo)
If you plan on offing me then you offing the beans
Hopping on this wave, you gon' probably get lost in the sea (Bye)
Can't remember last time that I got a favor (I can't)
Scoring off of turn arounds like a shot creator (Turn around)
If the steak fucked up, I'ma pop the waiter
AR'll put him in a soup like a commentator
Oh, you made ten bands? Whoopie fucking doo
Looking in the mirror like, "Tron, they can't fuck with you"
Scam God, turned a slug to a couple blues
Voice in my head saying, "Tron, they can't fuck with you"
Haha, on God, they can't fuck with me
Ran up the score, check the board, dawg, we up fifty
All that ho shit you pulled stuck with me
Made a hunnid by myself, they can't fuck with me
Just punched three X's, Tentacion
Said he gon' kill me but he probably won't (He won't)
Bitch knocking stores out, call her Holly Holm
Jugging with some gel in my hair, call me Bobby Jones (On God)
Haha, Shawn Michaels, I'm a heartbreaker (Woo)
I'm just chilling like a villain, feel like Darth Vader (Ayy)
Been scoring OT, I'm the star player
Put a bullet in his atrium, fuck a heart grazer
Hitmonlee, stick got mega kick
Beyblade, chop up the stick and I'll let it rip (Pow)
Rolling out with that shot like I set a pick
Real backwards shit, checked his temp then I left him sick (Haha)
In the store itching bad, I'm a fraud addict (Woo)
Good punch from Hawaii, this bitch volcanic (Ayy)
Shock his ass like I'm Raiden, I want all static
If the punch green, Hulk smash, I'ma cause havoc (Hulk smash)
Big chop, do I look like I'm 'bout to fight? (Do I?)
Passive mode with this VPN, I'm out of sight (I'm out of there)
Hibernating in my bag, this my thousandth night (Woo, woo)
Fucked up a thousand sites 'fore I got a thousand likes (On God)
Just made ten three times, feel like Jokić (Triple double)
Bitch said I'm broke, huh, who dick she smoke? (Smoke dick)
Off the scam potion, in my zone, bitch, I'm focused (Ayy)
You're a super ham, bitch, stop trying to act heroic (Ayy)
Oh, you made ten bands? Whoopie fucking doo
Looking in the mirror like, "Tron, they can't fuck with you"
Scam God, turned a slug to a couple blues
Voice in my head saying, "Tron, they can't fuck with you"
Haha, on God, they can't fuck with me
Ran up the score, check the board, dawg, we up fifty
All that ho shit you pulled stuck with me
Made a hunnid by myself, they can't fuck with me
Ooh, say some shit I ain't heard before (Please)
You can't hide in the crib, this a thermal scope (There he go)
Walk in the strip, hoes know I'm turnt for sure (Woo, woo)
Duke said it's obstacles so I had to hurdle those (On God)
I'm just trying to get rich and maybe fuck Karrueche (Ayy, ayy)
If it's money back there, I'ma bust a Uzi (Skrrt, skrrt)
Bump your head with a bullet if you bump into me
In ATL jacked up while I'm bumping Gucci
Haha, no cap, y'all cannot fuck with me, I'm undefeated with this shit
I damn near time traveled with this shit, I'm in a different dimension
Catch up, man, this shit too easy, like, for real
Too fucking easy
It's BabyTron and I'm out
Ha, bitch, ayy, ayy
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Writer(s): James Johnson, Martin Mccurtis, Hokatiwi
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