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LYRICFLUENTTorpedo Lyrics by Rae Sremmurd
Below, you will find the lyrics for Torpedo by Rae Sremmurd.
It's Sremm
Yo
It's Sremm
Uh-huh
Uh-huh
Ooh-ooh-ooh
It's Sremm
Uh-huh
Uh-huh
Taking off for that cash like torpedo
And your pockets too tight just like a Speedo
I already got a lot, what I need more for?
She gotta suck my whole soul
I'm a soldier, No Limit
Just call me lieutenant
I'll be done in a minute
I'm testin' the fish
Married to the game, put a ring on it
It is what it is
It's red on the bottom of my feet
I'm steppin' in Christian
Lord, forgive me for sinnin'
I'm chokin' the engine
Broke the record like Ripley
I had to take riskys
My bitch she so spoiled, throw a hissy fit
I had to put ice on my ligaments
Need a bitch I can count up a milli with
That's what I call friends with benefits
Bad lil' bitch in my lap
She see the Birk she get a kick
Company car with the spoiler
I'm finna, drift in this whip
Flattered that ho with a rack
Stand on the turnbuckle, I'm the champ
Nigga, we live and direct
Say no to drugs, I get a rush
Takin' off to the money, torpedo
Now all these hoes tryna find me like Nemo
Pockets as tight as a Speedo
Jet fuel makin' me float
What exactly they mad at me for?
She talkin' too much, put dick in her throat
Taking off for that cash like torpedo
And your pockets too tight just like a Speedo
I already got a lot, what I need more for?
She gotta suck my whole soul
I'm a soldier, No Limit
Just call me lieutenant
I'll be done in a minute
I'm testin' the fish
Married to the game, put a ring on it
It is what it is
It's red on the bottom of my feet
I'm steppin' in Christian
Lord, forgive me for sinnin'
I'm chokin' the engine
Broke the record like Ripley
I had to take riskys
My bitch she so spoiled, throw a hissy fit
I had to put ice on my ligaments
Need a bitch I can count up a milli with
That's what I call friends with benefits
Ayy
Am I wrong for puttin' the check first?
Checkin' every box on my wishlist
Dove in the deep end headfirst
Yes sir, I'm the one that show up early and I get straight to work
Yes sir, you can bet the bag on me, nigga, 'cause I know my worth ayy
We off a lil' Reposado
She slurpin' me like Maggiano's
Black shades, Johnny Bravo
Chasin' that chicken, no Roscoe's
If you talking that check, mi hablo
Got a couple of cribs like Pablo
Louboutins steppin' on rojo
You know I left with the right ho
She say I'm country like Joe Dirt
In the Lambo truck, I bet she go berserk
If I flex on you niggas, it's gon' hurt
I'm a Martian like Wayne, I ain't on Earth
Takin' off like torpedo
Big bankroll, no Neos
Young Jim got the cheat code
I'm a wild boy like Steve-O
I'm a soldier, No Limit
Just call me lieutenant
I'll be done in a minute
I'm testin' the fish
Married to the game, put a ring on it
It is what it is
It's red on the bottom of my feet
I'm steppin' in Christian
Lord, forgive me for sinnin'
I'm chokin' the engine
Broke the record like Ripley
I had to take riskys
My bitch she so spoiled, throw a hissy fit
I had to put ice on my ligaments
Need a bitch I can count up a milli with
That's what I call friends with benefits
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