Moma by Trillchard ft. Trillidan Lyrics
Verse 1, Trillidan:
Young Trillidan
Fuck Arthas, I'm killin' it
I'm wit yo girl, gonna get it in
My dick head, she be severin'
Like Snape I'm draped in bape
Tempeh and pickled onions, multigrain on my plate
Life's great
Life is good tee on my back
She call me Dad
Birkenstocks, no socks
She can drop
Like Bella Dancerella
Hella vegan cheese and portabellas
I'm interstellar
She beggin' for it - old yeller
I tell her fetch, even sewed her a sweater
Verse 2, Trillchard:
I feel like I don't take enough risks
That's why lately I've been on this rap shit
Same reason I offered up my dick
Damn she just slapped a guy named dick
Already know that's me
I was rockin a CDG tee with some dope Y3s
At least I had me some rolled up tree
Now im talkin to these tinder girls
Wanna text for like a week before we chill
I'm like, "Shawty, come on. You know I'm so trill. We liches ain't fuck boys you know we keep it real. I'll take you out for real, we'll visit MoMa, go out shoppin girl we gon fuck up some commas."
She loved it and introduced me to her momma
Went so well spit on my dick like she a llama
Next morning ate some veggie quiche
Eat it then she left, no leash
Hold it, ima smack dat peach
Her old boy was just a leech
I'm so fly, David Bowman
You know I go down low man
I'm Acana, you're basic like some Pro Plan
She want it fast but I told her its just my slow jam
Young Trillidan
Fuck Arthas, I'm killin' it
I'm wit yo girl, gonna get it in
My dick head, she be severin'
Like Snape I'm draped in bape
Tempeh and pickled onions, multigrain on my plate
Life's great
Life is good tee on my back
She call me Dad
Birkenstocks, no socks
She can drop
Like Bella Dancerella
Hella vegan cheese and portabellas
I'm interstellar
She beggin' for it - old yeller
I tell her fetch, even sewed her a sweater
Verse 2, Trillchard:
I feel like I don't take enough risks
That's why lately I've been on this rap shit
Same reason I offered up my dick
Damn she just slapped a guy named dick
Already know that's me
I was rockin a CDG tee with some dope Y3s
At least I had me some rolled up tree
Now im talkin to these tinder girls
Wanna text for like a week before we chill
I'm like, "Shawty, come on. You know I'm so trill. We liches ain't fuck boys you know we keep it real. I'll take you out for real, we'll visit MoMa, go out shoppin girl we gon fuck up some commas."
She loved it and introduced me to her momma
Went so well spit on my dick like she a llama
Next morning ate some veggie quiche
Eat it then she left, no leash
Hold it, ima smack dat peach
Her old boy was just a leech
I'm so fly, David Bowman
You know I go down low man
I'm Acana, you're basic like some Pro Plan
She want it fast but I told her its just my slow jam