Everybody Hates Tron

(Ayo, Mark A)

Everybody hates Tron, I'm just shit talking man

Fuck

Huh

Everybody hates Tron, I'm just shit talking

Thinking that he crispy, pull up, snatch the drip off him

Unc' don't breed dog, but you can get some pit off him

Seen six opps slid down, boy, that's six coffins

Hundred dollar eighthy, heard you spend that on a zip of reggie

Straight on you hoes, I swear you bitches messy

Dog Shit Militia, got a twenty chillin in the techie

High as hell watching classics, couldn't finish Belly

Finna take a flight off an eighthy of some Jet Blue

Spent your car note on my left shoe

Shitty chain, white buffs off the test tube

Chess player, boy, you better make your best move

Two-five-eight, on the grind, ain't got time to play

High as hell up at Loose Cannon, tryna find the Bape

Won't scrap you, but I might have to fight a case

V12, if I push the pedal, I'ma fly away

Exotic lifestyle, lungs full of Runtz smoke

MacBooks, iPads, I got a truck load

Yoga teacher, pull up on your bitch, make her touch toes

Foreign sneaks, bitches always be like, "What's those?"

Huh, on fire, got the shirt with the X

Magic man, I'll turn the worst to the best

CA tenant, hear a growl, finna swerve the 'Vette

Bitch-ass boy, you always crying, you deserve a dress

White buffs looking like a roll of paper towels

Married to the money, I'm just waiting 'til she say her vows

Brock Lesnar bullets in the clip, they'll take 'em down

In the chop, got a silencer, but I'll make it loud

I know you got a headache smoking homegrown

Mad as hell, I can't bust a scam 'cause my phone froze

If it ain't ten or more, then that shit a no-go

Bouncing out with sticks like we pogo

Nike SBs like I skateboard

I don't fight, but if I do, I'ma leave his face sore

Bitch tryna throw the pussy at me, but I'm straight, whore

Currys in this big motherfucker make the Wraith roar

Mark load the sample up, I'm finna talk crazy

Shooting off the Wocky, whole time, I didn't ball lazy

You better leave while you can, I'm a dog, baby

Before the rap checks, shit, the fraud paid me

Everybody hates Tron, shit, I'm counting pros

Told y'all on Jesus Shuttlesworth I was bound to blow

Big Shitty, all that little petty shit out the door

Tried to get unky sauce, he too busy 'round the stove

Huh, ayy, ShittyBoyz

Everybody hates Tron, I'm just counting pros

Huh, ayy, ayy

Tried to get unky sauce, he too busy 'round the stove

Huh, ayy, ShittyBoyz

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(Ayo, Mark A)