Mansion Musik Album Lyrics by Trippie Redd

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MANSION MUSIK

(I'm shy, oh my God)
Yeah, yeah

Niggas wanna be my kin, pussy, you not my folks, uh
Ridin' 'round town in a Benz, put that bitch on spokes
Spent eight mil' on a crib, bought that bitch with a moat
Bitch, I just got rich, let's have a goddamn toast
Step on a nigga in Ricks, got on a cranberry coat
Yeah, it's just me and my ho, snake eyes, bitch, like a G.I. Joe
Baby, sit back, just smoke my dope
Go get your brother, I heard that he croak
Put that on your mother, I know y'all hoes
Still gotta stick to the code
Boy, I get in that mode
Don't play with me, boy, this shit ain't for show
Eighty-eight keys, no piano
Gotta get it how you live, that's my MO
Yeah, she want the whole thing, not the demo
Pull in through a tunnel in my Maybach limo
Yeah, she want double trouble, that's Akimbo
Whip her head back and forth, not no Willow
Get that nigga out that horse, feel like Django
Sendin' shots everywhere, I feel like Rambo
Call of Duty, bitch, pull up with commandos
I might buy a yacht, feel like Jack Sparrow
Posted in the field like a damn scarecrow
And my brother sellin' white like some ashy elbows
Shawty, what's your name? Put you in Chanel, ho
I ain't even at the beach, but I could send some shells, ho
Gotta get the all-black Ricks, shell toes
Keep all of that gangster shit up off the cell phone
My brother in the hole, we can't talk off the jail phone
With my brothers in the streets, man, I feel like Elmo
Sending all the shots and I got all the ammo
Got this shit lit like a damn candle
Pop a nigga's top like a damn canned good
Chrome Heart shades look like some Ray-Bans, yeah
Red car, red bag, feel like Santa
Red bandana, here to f*ck your plans up
What's up in your head? You want some smoke, some cancer?
Pussy, get your bands up, codeine in the Fanta
Put them poles on you niggas, turn you into dancers
Yeah, AK-47 with a damn banana, uh
Turn a pussy block into a damn bonanza
I got white like Hannah, proud of me like Tana
They got pigs at they crib like they in Alabama
Sippin' 1942 mixed with Tropicana
Pour a four, skadoosh, Kung Fu Panda
With the gangsters and the robbers chillin' in Atlanta
Feds hit the trap, throw the codeine in the blammer
I'm on Magnolia, cops puttin' me in handcuffs

800 Gang
1400 (bah)
Big 14, know what the f*ck going on (bah, bah)
Gang gang (bah)
(I'm shy, oh my God)

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ATLANTIS

[Trippie Redd]
Phew, phew (Bah, bah), phew (Bah, bah, bah)
Phew (Bah, bah, bah), phew, phew

Chillin' in a mansion (Ha)
Crib with expansion
All my diamonds dancin' (Yeah), my crib look like Atlantis
Pull up outstandin', know we livin' lavish (Lavish)
I cannot panic, went and bought a Patek (Patek)
Up like a spaceship, you up like a attic (Attic)
Up my race, like I'm off a Addy
And I keep that fifty too, and I keep like fifty goons (Brrt)
Niggas say I need to stop (Brrt)
I'ma be thuggin at sixty-two (Gang)
Hit that corner, hit that block (Bitch)
My lil' shorty keep that mop (Brrt)
Have my shorty hit your spot (Hit your spot)
Have my shorty drop the dot (Drop the dot)
Hollow tips and red dots (Red dot)
'Rari coupe, red hot (Red hot)
Above the shoulders, headshot (Headshot)
Buck one and two, the feds hot (Feds shot)
Bitch, I'm livin' by the code
I can never bend, break, or fold
These niggas gon' erode (Woo)
Play with me, lil' bitch, and I'ma send you to the Holy Ghost
Got my money up, I'm gettin' cash, I'm yellin', "Holy smokes" (Ha, bitch)
Know you doin' bad, I'll do you sad, leave you like, "Adios" (Baow-baow-baow)
Runnin' up that bag, run up that cash, I'm on my cardio (Cash)
Bentley coupe, vámonos (Boom, bop)
In the trap house (Skrrt), in the kitchen playin' dominos (Yeah)
Bring that 'Cat out, yeah, my engine started growlin', ho (Yeah)
F*ck that lil' bitch, from the side, she got some talent show (She got some talent)
She know that we the best, I don't need not no DJ Khaled, though
I'm surrounded by bodies like I'm chillin' in the catacombs (Haha)
Niggas want me dead, I got thirty and bought me a castle, ho (Yeah)
Bitch, I'm Big 14, I don't eat no damn casserole (Yeah)
Nigga want some smoke with me, that shit would be damn catastrophic
Nigga wanna work with me, then I need all of them profits (Brrt)
Shawty wanna twerk with me, told her, "Turn around and drop it" (Brrt)
You can't do no dirt with me, you gon' write a song about it (Ha)
You gon' write a statement 'bout it (Ha), you gon' tell on everybody
Woke up, put on Calvin Klein, used to rock that Fruit the Loom (Fruit the Loom)
That bitch wan' watch Love is Blind, I wanna watch Looney Tunes (Looney Tunes)

[Chief Keef]
Left wrist cost a Fisker, right wrist cost a Tesla
Heard a pussy dissin', must been talkin' to Alexa
Call Chief So' your teacher, foenem comin' to test ya
Call the gangnem coroner, foenem comin' to stretch ya
My lil' bitch got wet, wet, my other bitch got wetter
Put my watch next to that pussy to see which one was wetter
Let off fifty, that's a massacre, let off fifty then skrrt
Way before I was a soldier, I was puttin' in leg work
Draw on 'em like the Wild West, snipe his ass like Wesley
Come and see if I'ma SAT, nigga, test me
Ain't a SRT but this one got that cat
Why we got the broom and the mop? 'Cause they messy
Stash in the Lambo', man, the law thought they caught me
Car so damn fast, hit the gas, now they lost me
Make a bitch smile, orthodontist, 'cause I'm flossin'
Musty lil' bitch, please back the f*ck off me

[Chief Keef]
Skrrt, skrrt

New bitch to the coach crib, saw that bitch at folk's crib
Met that bitch at my crib, that bitch was at both cribs
Gangnem at your ho' crib, and they got the pole near
Got my name in your mouth, shoot your ass in both lips
First nigga out the hood with them Ms
Only thing she saw me scratch in was rims
I just landed in Louisana, like, "Wassam?"
Chief Sosa had the MAC and make it spam
Chief Sosa make it clap like a clam
Make it clap like draft pick with your fam'
Make it clap like all them bitches on the 'Gram
Get clapped, can't even play me out a gram
Bro got the bat up on his back, call him Bamm
I thought it was a comic when he made it bang
I'ma twist the Hellcat in the rain
Me and the movie star life look the same

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PSYCHO

Goin' dumb, goin' crazy (Loesoe goin' crazy)
Goin' dumb, goin' crazy
Goin' dumb, yeah, goin' crazy
Goin' dumb (goin' dumb)
Out my mind (out my mind)
Chasin' dollar signs (dollar signs)
Sippin' red wine (red wine)
We all losin' time (losin' time)
Bae, don't lose your mind (lose your mind)
Bae, I'm boujee, huh (boujee, huh)
This like movies, huh (movies, huh)

Yeah, don't rock Gucci, huh
Catch me draped in Louis, huh
Posted with that toolie, huh
Boy, don't make me do it, huh
Playin' games, you stupid, huh
I don't love, f*ck cupid, huh
Aimin' like Cam Newton, huh, yeah
They think that we ruthless, huh, and I know they love that
Posted where the thugs at, Bay Bay Kid, no Rugrat
Cops kick the door, they like, "Where the drugs at?"
Drop and hit the floor, down where the rug at
Posted with the bros, made it out the store
Livin' by the code, I can't break down, I cannot erode
This the takedown, we go toe-to-toe
I'm not fake, wow, we go blow-for-blow
Is the bass loud? Come and let me know

Goin' dumb, goin' crazy (Loesoe goin' crazy)
Goin' dumb, goin' crazy
Goin' dumb, yeah, goin' crazy
Goin' dumb (goin' dumb)
Out my mind (out my mind)
Chasin' dollar signs (dollar signs)
Sippin' red wine (red wine)
We all losin' time (losin' time)
Bae, don't lose your mind (lose your mind)
Bae, I'm boujee, huh (boujee, huh)
Clips like movies, huh (movies, huh)

Goin' dumb, goin' crazy, sip some, kill some
Red rum, Vietnam, send a bomb, go dumb
Out my body, out my, out my mind
You gon' be mad when you see a nigga shine
Go 730, go 730, nigga, go slide
Put him in a hearse, put him in the dirt, shit can get televised
I just counted up a few Ms on a Addy
I just spent a couple of these racks, she a baddie
I just heard a snitch got whacked now I'm happy
Sippin' on dope, nigga, and I'm pure, thousand gram key
That's fo sho', that's for sure, killer O.D.
I got stripes by Big Johnson, OG
Take a 35 Christ fit and I go ski
Hundred racks on a nigga head, nose gettin' wiped

Goin' dumb, goin' crazy (Loesoe goin' crazy)
Goin' dumb, goin' crazy
Goin' dumb, yeah, goin' crazy
Goin' dumb (goin' dumb)
Out my mind (out my mind)
Chasin' dollar signs (dollar signs)
Sippin' red wine (red wine)
We all losin' time (losin' time)
Bae, don't lose your mind (lose your mind)
Bae, I'm boujee, huh (boujee, huh)
Clips like movies, huh (movies, huh)

Known to kill shit, drill shit, all of the above
F&N hard to deal with, better give it up
Not from earth, on some real shit, eat my stardust
Get off the turf, you ain't ill, bitch, they ain't hard as us
Who is you? Ain't got nobody harder not as us
Niggas fool, but I'm chrome-hearted, never gave a f*ck
We like glue, can't be watered down 'cause you know we stuck
Die new 'cause you see me now, man, you know it's up

Goin' dumb, goin' crazy (Loesoe goin' crazy)
Goin' dumb, goin' crazy
Goin' dumb, yeah, goin' crazy
Goin' dumb (goin' dumb)
Out my mind (out my mind)
Chasin' dollar signs (dollar signs)
Sippin' red wine (red wine)
We all losin' time (losin' time)
Bae, don't lose your mind (lose your mind)
Bae, I'm boujee, huh (boujee, huh)
Clips like movies, huh (movies, huh)

Chickens came Caucasian, find a trap, go brazy
King Pluto the greatest, ice like Radric Davis
Iced out, damn, go crazy, go retarded
If I wasn't a rapper, I'd be a rich nigga regardless
F*ck a high price, bitches livin' my life
Higher than a ceilin' these G6's bitin'
Hoes play with them pills, these hoes want that white, uh
Playin' in the field where niggas risk they life
Hundred racks on a nigga head, nose gettin' wiped

Goin' dumb, goin' crazy (Loesoe goin' crazy)
Goin' dumb, goin' crazy
Goin' dumb, yeah, goin' crazy
Goin' dumb (goin' dumb)
Out my mind (out my mind)
Chasin' dollar signs (dollar signs)
Sippin' red wine (red wine)
We all losin' time (losin' time)
Bae, don't lose your mind (lose your mind)
Bae, I'm boujee, huh (boujee, huh)
Clips like movies, huh (movies, huh)

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FULLY LOADED

"Austin, what it is I want is your blood
Fully loaded"
(Loesoe goin' crazy)

Fully loaded, fully loaded
Fully loaded, fully loaded
Fully loaded, fully loaded
Fully loaded, fully loaded

Fully loaded chopper, yeah, that bitch'll leave a stain
Got a fully loaded chopper and the bullets say your name
On that f*ck shit, all the opps that I overcame
Know we bust shit, fully loaded, hit 'em in the brain
On that tough shit, end your ass and put you in the grave
Mask up, bitch, and we turnt like we at a rave
All black whip, all black fit, Bruce Wayne
OFF-WHITE on my bitch and my Richard Mille plain
Oh shit, they say we insane (shit)
Oh shit, they one in the same (shit)
Oh shit, look at how far we came (bop)
Oh shit, fully loaded clip (brrt)

Fully loaded, fully loaded
Fully loaded, fully loaded
Fully loaded, fully loaded
Fully loaded, fully loaded

If I ain't had shit, I still could f*ck bad bitches
It's what it sound like, Ferrari comin' through the trenches
Where that Hellcat? Where that 'Hawk? Where that Demon at?
Get from out of there, leavin' blood where the scene at
Young millionaires with some goons and they fiendin'
Poppin' up, poppin' out with Cubans on Fiji
Rack 'em up, stack 'em up, hit 'em up, squeeze it
Went berserk, went to work, sent a nigga to Jesus
If you ain't gang-gang, you can't hang and I mean it
Ain't no way in the hell we goin' anywhere without a cutter (cutter)
Put that on my, uh, and I'm live from the gutter (gutter)
Posted up with shooters, treatin' 'em like twin brothers (Pluto)

Fully loaded (Pluto), fully loaded (Pluto)
Fully loaded, fully loaded
Fully loaded, fully loaded
Fully loaded, fully loaded

Fully loaded clip, fully loaded clip
Just got off the plane, we finna take a trip
Middle fingers up, middle fingers up
Me and drugs got a relationship
I done took too much, I think the walls tryna move
Middle of St. Barts, I'm on the yacht, look like a cruise ship
Middle of the projects, got a chop', look like a pool stick
They wish they could stop me on the sideline, they ain't doin' shit
I'm just tryna vibe, head go to noddin' when that shroom hit
Why you tellin' lies? You know that you a bitch
Mm, mm, she want another piece
Ooh, ooh, she want another piece

Fully loaded, fully loaded
Fully loaded, fully loaded
Fully loaded, fully loaded
Fully loaded, fully loaded

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KNIGHT CRAWLER

(CB on the Beat)
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Oh
Yeah, first thing, uh

Yeah, first things first, I pop a pill
After that, I crack a seal
Then I go raw dog your ho
Kids, don't try that shit at home
I forgot how sober feel
Life been gettin' super real
Leave me 'lone, I'm in my zone
She do white like Home Alone
My weed smell like death, am I too high? Yes
Perky make me itch, crawlin' in my skin
My weed smell like death, am I too high? Yes
Perky make me itch, crawlin' in my skin

Don't know where I'm from, don't know where I been
I got connections, like Verizon
I'll start a riot, run up, don't try it
I got my nine, are you ready to die, kid?
I get so high that I'm flyin'
You know that I'm never lyin'
I'm in a whole 'nother world
Tryna plot and plan how I'ma take over the world

Yeah, first things first, I pop a pill
After that, I crack a seal
Then I go raw dog your ho
Kids, don't try that shit at home
I forgot how sober feel
Life been gettin' super real
Leave me 'lone, I'm in my zone
She do white like Home Alone
My weed smell like death, am I too high? Yes
Perky make me itch, crawlin' in my skin
My weed smell like death, am I too high? Yes
Perky make me itch, crawlin' in my skin

Yeah, jump out the Demon, I'm brave and I'm bold
Pop out with a diva, she model for Vogue
Might pick her up, f*ck that bitch out of control
Might bust on her face, might cum on her nose
If she good, I'ma ice her fingers and toes
No drownin' the king, I might clear the room
Better stay in your lane or we spin like a wheel
From the trenches, lil' bitch, keep a fire in the hills
Gotta hold on yourself or you die with the mills
Lil' cookie gon' crumble, your life is as still
Red flag like I'm a knight in Chanel
Pop out at the party, the opps say, "Oh, yeah"
If you diss on the gang then we fightin' in here
If you up you a pipe, then you dyin' in here
Big dog, bitch, like a titan in here
999, start a riot in here

Yeah, first things first, I pop a pill
After that, I crack a seal
Then I go raw dog your ho
Kids, don't try that shit at home
I forgot how sober feel
Life been gettin' super real
Leave me 'lone, I'm in my zone
She do white like Home Alone
My weed smell like death, am I too high? Yes
Perky make me itch, crawlin' in my skin
My weed smell like death, am I too high? Yes
Perky make me itch, crawlin' in my skin

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VAN HELSING

Yeah, 1400/800 shit (yeah, yeah)
Gang
Big 14, know what the f*ck goin' on (I'm shy, oh my God)

Jet to China, now I'm lit (lit)
New designer, I'm in Rick (yeah)
Pussy bitch, take a pic (pic)
Murder gang, I end 'em quick (baow)
I ain't no ventriloquist (yeah)
Chopper gang, we stand on shit (baow)
Bodies, standin' over shit (yeah)
On some Van Helsing shit (baow)
I got millions, that was it, off them Xans, makin' hits
Got the feds watchin', bitch, watch your head, might get snipped (baow)
Need a billion in this bitch (brrah)
I need a trillion in this bitch (baow)
Niggas switchin' colors, they chameleons in this bitch (on gang)

A reptilian in this bitch, with the brodies, hittin' licks (licks)
Keep a forty in this bitch (bitch), and my bro keep a four nick'
Go coyote in this bitch, matter fact, a Hellcat
I want smoke, inhale that, I want smoke, inhale that (yeah)
I want smoke, you smell that? Oh, shit, I smell a rat
I can eyeball ten racks, never f*cked a hood rat (ew)
I been smokin' good pack (okay), think I'm off some Runtz, shit
I could never front shit, bitch, I'm 1400
F*ckin' that bitch on a high key
Pussy, don't hype me, I keep a check like I'm Nike
I went to Alex, got icy, got real icy, got real, real, real icy
I'm off the X, no Oxy', the hate be shockin'
If it's, "F*ck me," then pop me
I'm in a foreign with a hottie (hottie)
If you see me then sock me (baow)
Bitch, I'ma hit you, you bop me (bitch)
I'm the big dog, boy, you copy (copy)
I'm in the back with a shotty (shotty)
I'm in the back with your bitch, she get naughty (naughty)
She get to trippin' and shit off a Molly (Molly)
The drugs gon' lift her away like a dolly (dolly)
She get to speedin' up, bitch, like Sonic Sonic)
You talk big shit, go body-for-body (body-for-body)
Keep a FN, go body-for-body (body-for-body)
Big ass Trip' go body-for-body
You ain't 'bout shit, go body-for-body
Say you with that shit, lil' bitch, I doubt it (doubt it)
Get all the extras, they ain't even count it (count it)
I got a check, lil' bitch, no allowance (no allowance)
Niggas talk down but I won't allow it
If I see your brain then I'll have to baow it (blaow)

Yeah, 1400/800 shit (yeah, yeah)
Gang
Big 14, know what the f*ck goin' on

Jet to China, now I'm lit (lit)
New designer, I'm in Rick (yeah)
Pussy bitch, take a pic (pic)
Murder gang, I end 'em quick (baow)
I ain't no ventriloquist (yeah)
Chopper gang, we stand on shit (baow)
Bodies, standin' over shit (yeah)
On some Van Helsing shit (baow)
I got millions, that was it, off them Xans, makin' hits
Got the feds watchin', bitch, watch your head, might get snipped (baow)
Need a billion in this bitch (brrah)
I need a trillion in this bitch (baow)
Niggas switchin' colors, they chameleons in this bitch (on gang)

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DARK BROTHERHOOD

(Je t'aime Trippie Redd)
(I'm shy, oh my God)
(This is a certified hood classic)

No face, no case, so my homie wear a mask
Keep a choppa on his waist, he'll draw that bitch fast
Get the f*ck up out my face if you ain't talkin' 'bout cash
Big deal, I'm a titan and these niggas wanna clash
We'll run up to your door and dash
Boy, we keep the choppas, we get busy
Most turnt nigga in the bity, know we keep it litty like a titty
This bitch high as hell, hit the whippet can until she get dizzy

I need 300K in every damn city
Twenty thousand people every night and, yes, bitch, I brought the gang with me
Pussy shot the bus up, but he missed me
They was mad they homeboy ran down and got a smooth buck-fifty
If I buck, then the gang buck with me
VVS the gang, baby, yeah, f*ck with me
Send a couple shots and see what's up with me
Damn, I see the opps, I'ma shoot, bae, duck with me
And it's in her purse, she slidin' too, she clutch with me
If the cops pull me over then she put it in her kitty
Walkin' through my hood with a drum, it hold like fifty
556 for them niggas bein' dumb, no kizzy
Off a Percocet, got my mind dancin' like Shiggy
The big boss, no Rick Ross, bitch, more like Biggie
I been puffin' on this gas, got me feelin' like Diddy
Catch a opp, walk 'em down, then hit the damn griddy

No face, no case, so my homie wear a mask
Keep a choppa on his waist, he'll draw that bitch fast
Get the f*ck up out my face if you ain't talkin' 'bout cash
Big deal, I'm a titan and these niggas wanna clash
We'll run up to your door and dash
Boy, we keep the choppas, we get busy
Most turnt nigga in the bity, know we keep it litty like a titty
This bitch high as hell, hit the whippet can until she get dizzy

Back out the 'Rarri doin' donuts
Called her, said she with her boyfriend, I'm like, "So what?"
Took a PJ to the money, now I'm stuck in traffic, tell the pilot, "Hold up"
We done came from the bottom, I ain't had no other choice but to go up
Now I'm jumpin' on stage, need one-point-shh just to show up
I'm the littest in the city, Cubans on, it be hard to chill
Ten carats, it be hard to hear, my hood treat me like a God for real
They know I been husltin' all my life and I ain't never had a job for real
Count it up and then take flight, hit it then forget it, same night
I remember bein' stuck off in the trap, found a plug and then I got right
These niggas with me always keep a mask, I can't trust a soul, these niggas shiesty
I done took a gamble with my life, 4 Gang, everybody piped
Count a hundred million, that's my vibe, gotta hit shit, man, when you slide

No face, no case, so my homie wear a mask
Keep a choppa on his waist, he'll draw that bitch fast
Get the f*ck up out my face if you ain't talkin' 'bout cash
Big deal, I'm a titan and these niggas wanna clash
We'll run up to your door and dash
Boy, we keep the choppas, we get busy
Most turnt nigga in the bity, know we keep it litty like a titty
This bitch high as hell, hit the whippet can until she get dizzy

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FREE RIO

(Bosley)

Gettin' to the paper, that's my passion
1400/800 Inc., we gettin' cash, bitch
Only like f*ckin' on bitches with fat asses
Call me the reaper, only smokin' on ashes
F*ckin' top tens, yeah, you know that I'ma bag it
Yeah, I'm f*ckin' twin sisters, bitch, you know that they the baddest
Want her all to yourself but you know that I done had it
Boy, I beat that pussy raw, dead, yeah, it's in a casket
I just bought Balenci' now I'm walkin' in the mansion
Boy, don't play with me, that switchy get to spittin' automatic
I don't give a f*ck 'bout what you said, lil' ho
If you talk down on the gang, you gonna beg, lil' ho
I heard shawty tryna ride, get on the pegs, lil' ho
Born in crime, homicide, leave you dead, lil' ho
The world through my eyes is infrared, lil' ho
The killers in the streets goin' fed, lil' ho
Livin' in a world where everybody hella street
Everybody got a heat, everybody want beef
Everybody pussy, nigga, everybody sweet
Swear to God, you don't want no smoke with me
Yeah, it's the big bird, bitch, I got issues
It's the middle of the summer and my neck got a igloo
Barrel of the drum stare at you and it'll end you
I ain't sneeze but I'm blessed, wipe me down, I need a tissue
I'm Trippie, bitch, I'm slimed out
Iced out bitch with your girl on my dick
Iced out bitch with your girl on my tip
The opps want me but my Glock wanna kiss
Slow down, ridin' 'round
Four deep, every chopper got a hundred rounds
If I catch a opposition, I'ma have to take 'em down
Like the special opps, bitch, catch a opp and tango down (tango down)
I love money counters, bitch, I love the paper sound
Comin' from the trenches, when I'm in 'em, safe and sound
Used to love the beef, I love gettin' paper now
Don't use GPS, bitch, I'm on a paper route
Comin' from that place where it's hard to make it out
If it's smoke, want war, nigga, we could face it out
Got your bitch suckin' dick and I ain't into makin' out
If you scared, go to church, nigga, bring the devil out
Gettin' tired of you niggas, Michelin
Seen all you niggas drop but ain't nobody mention it
I just sold out twenty thousand people out in Michigan
I just made it out the hood, nigga, I ain't missin' it
Keep it player with these hoes, nigga, I don't miss a bitch
And you know I'm Big Redd, nigga, like some licorice
I just bought a Rolls-Royce, don't that mean really rich?
Walk around with 1400 hoes on my damn dick
Everybody sick, nigga, everybody (achoo)
Everybody sick, nigga, everybody
Everybody sick, nigga, everybody
Everybody sick, nigga, everybody
Everybody sick, nigga, everybody (achoo)
Everybody sick, nigga, everybody
Everybody sick, nigga, everybody
Everybody sick, nigga, everybody (Bosley)

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KRZY TRAIN

(Bosley)

Brand new coupe
And the inside new, and the inside blue
And you know I'm Big Redd, but I count that blue
Might lose my cool, don't try to shoot
I know I'm the one, but I pour me a deuce
What will I become, if I ain't got you?
Can't say you done, I ain't through with you
Married to the game, yeah, I do

Yeah, I do, yeah, I do
Bae, yeah, I do, yeah, I do
Bae, I love you, yeah, I do
Bae, yeah, I do, yeah, I do
Bae, I love you, yeah, I do
Bae, yeah, I do, yeah, I do
Bae, I love you, yeah, I love you
Bae, yeah, I do, yeah, I do

I can't lose my focus 'cause I'm married to the game (wow, wow)
If you actin' out your conscience then I'll blow your f*ckin' brain
Are you ready? All aboard the f*ckin' crazy train (wow, wow)
Can't save me, walk up in this bitch and make it rain

(Who?)
Rockstar or rap star, turn this to an avatar
Hundreds turn you avatar (straight up)
Know a crazy Leo that's gon' flip you in a leotard (yeah)
Put her on a train around the ghetto just to see what's up (it's lit)
Take a lil' sip up out my cup, and now I'm seein' stars
I just took a bar, and it don't feel like I went to a bar
Passin' out and wake up in the day, I really from the dark
Me and all the bros we on whoa, when we be goin' hard (sick, sick)
Where we goin'? Up (let's go)
You said, "Farewell"
Make you feel crazy when you by yourself
Now when I take it, it ain't got no-

Yeah, I do, yeah, I do
Bae, yeah, I do, yeah, I do
Bae, I love you, yeah, I do
Bae, yeah, I do, yeah, I do
Bae, I love you, yeah, I do
Bae, yeah, I do, yeah, I do
Bae, I love you, yeah, I love you
Bae, yeah, I do, yeah, I do

I can't lose my focus 'cause I'm married to the game (wow, wow)
If you actin' out your conscience then I'll blow your f*ckin' brain
Are you ready? All aboard the f*ckin' crazy train (wow, wow)
Can't save me, walk up in this bitch and make it rain

Double R outside, Bentley coupe, frog eyes
Take that bitch to Five Guys (wow, wow)
Cuban link turn you blind, please don't peek, close your eyes
Put your homie in the sky, turn his shirt to tie-dye (wow, wow)
Niggas always talkin tough, that's why they gon' all die
She say I'm a monster, somethin' like I'm sci-fi
Said she need a sponsor, connected her like wi-fi
Pussy so good, I woke up and gave her a high-five (wow, wow)

Yeah, I do, yeah, I do
Bae, yeah, I do, yeah, I do
Bae, I love you, yeah, I do
Bae, yeah, I do, yeah, I do
Bae, I love you, yeah, I do
Bae, yeah, I do, yeah, I do
Bae, I love you, yeah, I love you
Bae, yeah, I do, yeah, I do

I can't lose my focus 'cause I'm married to the game (wow, wow)
If you actin' out your conscience then I'll blow your f*ckin' brain
Are you ready? All aboard the f*ckin' crazy train (wow, wow)
Can't save me, walk up in this bitch and make it rain

---

MUSCLES

Yeah, woo, yeah
Uh, ayy
Yeah, yeah

Gang in this bitch, better not move a muscle, yeah
Chopper bullets rain, I don't like to tussle
Got it out the mud, I respect the hustle, uh
All my dawgs bang, hang with Michael Vick (yeah)
Money ain't a motherf*cki'n thing
.223s exclusive, bitch, they go straight to your brain
Yeah, I'm gettin' money, baby, hustle in the rain
We was shooting on that block, you was shootin' in the range

I was thinkin' out the box, that's what got me out of the way
Hey there, bitch, suck my dick then have a nice day
Smackdown, f*ck that bitch in a steel cage
Feel invincible, I beat his ass, Johnny Cage
Two, three, four, five, bullets hit his ass, left him dazed
I got tunnel vision, baby, won't get caught in maze
I'm not from this planet, I ain't human
No heart, f*ck cupid
Let that chopper spray for lookin' at me stupid
Yeah, Nike check, bitch, I just do it
I can't play no games, we ain't hoopin', no pick and roll
In a spaceship, I'm a extraterrestrial
Red laser beam, lil' bitch, I'ma let it go (red laser beam, in this bitch, I'ma let it go, baow)

Gang in this bitch, better not move a muscle, yeah
Chopper bullets rain, I don't like to tussle
Got it out the mud, I respect the hustle, uh
All my dawgs bang, hang with Michael Vick (yeah)
Money ain't a motherf*ckin' thing
.223s exclusive, bitch, they go straight to your brain
Yeah, I'm gettin' money, baby, hustle in the rain
We was shootin' on that block, you was shootin' in the range

The day them niggas died, come back around, we made a holiday (gang, grrt, boaw)
Whole lotta choppas on his ass, I think I'm Sada Baby (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Proud of you, how you work with that switch, you think that Prada made it (grrah)
Turn your favorite rapper to a pound, this shit ain't complicated (no, dopey)
I don't f*ck with niggas, never ask me where nobody at (goofy)
Fitted cap better say V.Roy or that's somebody ass (yeah)
Real killer, pop up on somebody in somebody grass ('body grass)
Nobody better not be with you, that's somebody's ass (yeah, man what?)
Gang, who? You ain't did shit, nigga, stop sayin' names, dude (dude)
Change who? Get back for that goofy, foenem changed too (yeah, yeah, haha)
Opps be mad as hell, we gave the city all them chains too (chains too)
Everybody points, everybody gettin' flamed too (boaw, boaw, boaw)

Gang in this bitch, better not move a muscle, yeah
Chopper bullets rain, I don't like to tussle
Got it out the mud, I respect the hustle, uh
All my dawgs bang, hang with Michael Vick (yeah)
Money ain't a motherf*ckin' thing
.223s exclusive, bitch, they go straight to your brain
Yeah, I'm gettin' money, baby, hustle in the rain
We was shootin' on that block, you was shootin' in the range

---

GOODFELLAS

F*ck 'em up, yeah, f*ck 'em up
F*ck 'em up, yeah, f*ck 'em up
F*ck 'em up, yeah, f*ck 'em up
Go get 'em, f*ck 'em up
Yeah

Poppin' out, Goodfellas (skrrt), keep a Gucci umbrella (skrrt)
Got money, Rockefeller (yeah), I'm the bank, might f*ck a teller (woah)
I could murder any beat, or I could kill it, acapella (acapella)
I think that it's two of me, a Gemini, Mason Mandela (effect, Mandela)
Addicted to these blue Nerds and icin' out my neck (my neck)
My brodie keep a quick drum, and I ain't talkin sketch (sketch)
Mister Redd, I got white diamonds and my white gold Patek, yeah (Patek)
See through smoke and mirrors and computers like a tech (tech, tech)
Bitch, I'm from the trenches, from the hood, I keep a TEC (TEC, keep a TEC)
Cartier my lens, Chanel pearls on my neck (on my neck)
I might spin the crib (oh, spin the crib)
Screech the tires down on the set (baow, baow, baow)
And I might spin again (baow, baow, baow)
And again, again, again (baow, baow, baow)
This 1942 lil' baby, this not no damn Henn' (Henn', Henn')
I'm the one, not the two, lil' baby, she said, "Say that again" (uh)
.44 bulldog, hit a bitch-nigga in his head (fah)
Who said I'm cool with y'all? I ain't never wanna be friends (nah)
I ain't got no time for a bitch worth sayin' (sayin')
I'm the dark knight, pull up like Batman (man)
Reach new heights, I can never ever land (at all)
Kickin' shit, jujitsu
Nigga, press your issue
Too blessed, bitch, need a tissue
Big dog, never been a shih-tzu
Can't have one, gotta get two (haha)
He from the shit, I'm a big poo (ah)
I'ma reach heights you can't get to (hold up)
She got big ass and tits too
I pray to God but I send two (send two)
I was off a bean, no sensu
I was eatin' ramen like Deku (yeah)
I'm the chosen one like Goku (yeah)
She was watchin' me like Roku (yeah)
Bitch, I'm the one, I'ma show you (yeah)
Don't talk to me if I don't know you
I don't f*ck with you, I ain't gon' hold you (hold)
If he step to me, I'ma ho you (ho you)
Never let anybody "Lil' bro" you (bro me)
I'm the king, bitch, and it's so true (so true)
And I'm tryna give a ho a sunbath
They want smoke and I love that (love that)
She wan' rub down where my gun at (gun at)
If it's here then it's where it's thunder at (baow)

F*ck 'em up, yeah, f*ck 'em up
F*ck 'em up, yeah, f*ck 'em up
F*ck 'em up, yeah, f*ck 'em up (I'm wicked, I'm-)
Go get 'em, f*ck 'em up (I'm wicked, I'm wicked, I'm wicked)

I'm not on what these niggas on
I'm on a different type of time
I love it when she give me brain (Loesoe goin' crazy)
She got a different type of mind
This strap sound like dynamite, this a different type of iron
I pull up swingin' two sticks like I'm a different type of blind
Don't got a beep, you hear me comin', supercharge loud as hell
I get a different type of money, you can look at me and tell
ARP and Glock .19, that's my favorite personnel
Put a shell to his back, do that boy like Raphael
She say I'm a bad boy, I'm really a good fella
He shouldn't have never did that, don't feel sorry for that fella
He play with us, he gonna die, I'm somethin' like a fortune teller
Catch him on the wrong side, step on him like a bike pedal

F*ck 'em up, yeah, f*ck 'em up
F*ck 'em up, yeah, f*ck 'em up
F*ck 'em up, yeah, f*ck 'em up
Go get 'em, f*ck 'em up

---

KILLIONAIRE

One time mi spring up this bumboclaat
Mi waan hear this whole crowd say reload (killionaire)
(I'm shy, oh my God)

We don't get even
Look in my eyes, a demon
Bad lil' bitch, mamacita
Chops on my señorita
Bougie, a damn diva
They didn't damn believe us (yeah, uh)
We the goddamn achievers
Pussy, you best believe it

Pull up in fly attire, a dragon, a damn messiah
I pull up like Michael Myers, see, boy got the touch of Midas
I'm fly with no autopilot, I pull up, the tension heightened
I don't give a f*ck 'bout a pussy-nigga, I step on you
I got that money, bitch, you could see it from head to toe
All that bullshit is for the birds, bitch, I'm a scarecrow
Me and my brothers, we stick together like Velcro
Ice on my wrist and put my bitch in Chanel, ho
Yeah, yeah, yeah, she wan' work for me, she wan' come and twerk for me
She gon' make it work for me, she wan' come and, huh
Slide out, do some dirt for me, she gon' go berserk for me
Pussy, was it worth defeat? (Baow, baow, baow)
Get to shootin', ain't no jersey, in the streets, bitch, I'm Curry
Icy like damn McFlurry, murder, take, can't do burglary
Muddy cup, like it dirt-dirty, we had to pay off the attorney
Prayed to God and he heard me, I could be anything like Kirby
Yeah, fresh as f*ck, okay, then, he that boy, don't play with him
From that block since the playpen
It's a million opps, but a million racks I gotta rake in
Yeah, I run the mob, but I'm ready for combat like I'm Raiden
I rock Fear of God, nigga, f*ck Satan
Say you with that murder gang shit, nigga, save it
I'm out in the Yams, I got fetti, I'm with the Haitians
All you niggas pussy, nigga, feed 'em the temptation

We don't get even
Look in my eyes, a demon
Bad lil' bitch, mamacita
Chops on my señorita
Bougie, a damn diva
They didn't damn believe us (yeah, uh)
We the goddamn achievers
Pussy, you best believe it

---

HIGH HOPES

(The Manager)
Big 14, know what the f*ck goin' on
(DJ on the beat, so it's a banger)
Yeah

I was just broke (broke)
I was just outside with that fire, I was just slidin', ho (slide)
Feds outside the trap house, I was outside high on a boat (yeah)
I don't get drunk, only sip drank
Told a bitch, "Ride the boat (ride), but, bitch, don't get no high hopes" (high)
I done sold a couple ki's
Lebron, I got a couple rings (rings)
Big chops, a couple beams (beams)
We gon' hit 'em with the gleam (bah)
Chrome Heart cutlery (yeah)
He a rat, he like cheese (cheese)
He done told a couple things (ew)
It was like a spelling bee (bitch)

Yeah, uh, fresh as hell, don't give a f*ck
His partner died, go cheer him up
You know I'm fried like chicken, huh
Off this Xan', ain't gettin' up
Off Ecstasy, might lift her up (yeah)
Off this Percocet, might dick her down
Take a sip and drown (yeah)
And I got that cannon in the cut if it's on, huh
Impressed by my own work
Yeah, I did my homework
Yeah, you know your phone work
Give your dog a bone, huh
You know how that dog work
You know how that dog work
Pet
Yeah, rrr
Yeah, rrr (ha)
Pull up in that Trackhawk, have that bitch like, "Rrr" (skrrt)
Nigga wanna play, want smoke, we like, "Rrr"
Yeah, I pulled up with the chop, it go, "Rrr" (f*ck)

I was just broke (broke)
I was just outside with that fire, I was just slidin', ho (slide)
Feds outside the trap house, I was outside high on a boat (yeah)
I don't get drunk, only sip drank
Told a bitch, "Ride the boat (ride), but, bitch, don't get no high hopes" (high)
I done sold a couple ki's
Lebron, I got a couple rings (rings)
Big chops, a couple beams (beams)
We gon' hit 'em with the gleam (bah)
Chrome Heart cutlery (yeah, chrome)
He a rat, he like cheese (cheese, blrrrd)
He done told a couple things (to the dome, ew)
It was like a spelling bee (ayy, bitch)

I'm a don in a Dawn (in a Dawn)
In the dawn with a gun (with a gun)
300K on this watch (three hundred bun), but it's my big brother Sean's (Kingston)
Nigga ain't takin' shit from me (uh-uh), gotta cut off my arm (cut off my arm)
1911 bullets (ayy), better run when I pull back my thumb
I want blood, pussy (I want blood), boy, I want blood, pussy (I want blood)
I need ten bodies for my nigga (ayy) and that's on cause, pussy (I want blood)
MPD know how I move, keep killers and drugs with me
Don't call me twin if you ain't thug or send no slug with me (blrrrd, blrrrd)
Hit the club throwin' fifties (yeah), drippin', got hoes showin' titties (yeah, yeah)
My entourage get paid for steppin' on shit, blowin' switches (blowin' switches)
Never ask where we goin', just come on if you goin' with me (goin' with me)
Every time I slide, I show my ass (blrrrd, blrrrd)
Do a free show in Memphis (show in Memphis)

I was just broke (broke)
I was just outside with that fire, I was just slidin', ho (slide)
Feds outside the trap house, I was outside high on a boat (yeah)
I don't get drunk, only sip drank
Told a bitch, "Ride the boat (ride), but, bitch, don't get no high hopes" (high)
I done sold a couple ki's
Lebron, I got a couple rings (rings)
Big chops, a couple beams (beams)
We gon' hit 'em with the gleam (bah)
Chrome Heart cutlery (yeah)
He a rat, he like cheese (cheese)
He done told a couple things (ew)
It was like a spelling bee (bitch)

---

DIE DIE

Big 14, know what the f*ck goin' on

Do or die, genocide
Yeah, this shit is mine
Yeah, the city mine (city mine)
And I'm too fly
On God, I'm too high (too high)
You could f*ckin' try, or you could f*ckin' die (grrah)
Man, that's suicide (suicide)
Yeah, that's suicide (suicide)
You already know we ready to kick a door (kick a door)
Special bean, Piccolo (Piccolo)
Red dot, make sure I hit the ho
Hit 'em in the face then kick the ho (bitch)
Yeah, I beat it up
Yeah, get down
Yeah, get down
Yeah, I get it
Yeah, get down
Yeah, I did it (yeah)
Yeah, I did it (yeah)

Run down in the face though
Lamb' truck, bitch, not basic
You could be a victim, I been thuggin' since a baby
She wan' be my baby but I'm free just like a mason
Pulled up in a spaceship, lifestyle so amazin'
We gon' make him pay, bitch
Yellow diamonds, they amazin'
Glitter boy, not no plain shit
I can't f*ck no basic
I can't, I can't, I can't go out like that

Do or die, genocide
Yeah, this shit is mine
Yeah, the city mine (city mine)
And I'm too fly
On God, I'm too high (too high)
You could f*ckin' try, or you could f*ckin' die (grrah)
Man, that's suicide (suicide)
Yeah, that's suicide (suicide)
You already know we ready to kick a door (kick a door)
Special bean, Piccolo (Piccolo)
Red dot, make sure I hit the ho
Hit 'em in the face then kick the ho (bitch)
Yeah, I beat it up
Yeah, get down
Yeah, get down
Yeah, I get it
Yeah, get down
Yeah, I did it (yeah)
Yeah, I did it (yeah)

Ha, ayy
Trackhawk motors sound super nice, face this cup like suicide
Out of Chi-Town like do or die
Roxy got me like, "Who am I?"
Model on read, I didn't reply
Ha, ayy, left a model on read, I keep reciepts
I know I'ma get bored in a week
Made me a mil', couple thoughts off lean, ayy, uh
Ridin' with a barbie, this car her dream
Trust in God, still ride with the beam
Try not to post when I'm on codeine
Ha, ayy
Foe'nem'll never go use me,
Taste regret and it's bitter like tea

Do or die, genocide
Yeah, this shit is mine
Yeah, the city mine (city mine)
And I'm too fly
On God, I'm too high (too high)
You could f*ckin' try, or you could f*ckin' die (grrah)
Man, that's suicide (suicide)
Yeah, that's suicide (suicide)
You already know we ready to kick a door (kick a door)
Special bean, Piccolo (Piccolo)
Red dot, make sure I hit the ho
Hit 'em in the face then kick the ho (bitch)
Yeah, I beat it up
Yeah, get down
Yeah, get down
Yeah, I get it
Yeah, get down
Yeah, I did it (yeah)
Yeah, I did it (yeah)

---

WHO ELSE!

(Loesoe goin' crazy)
Haha
Yeah, yeah, uh

Rollin' with the gang, who else? (Gang)
Put that on my mom, who else? (Baow, gang)
Mama raised a don, who else?
Murk you, throw you in a pond, who else?
Bitch, be gone, who else?
Who my next victim? You meet your demise (bitch)
I got mob ties, send you to the sky (bitch)
Mama got the news, it brought tears to her eyes
From them trenches where we kill, rob, steal, boy, I'm slidin'

At the top eatin' five star meals, I'm so high
I pop out in Celine and my draws Calvin Klein
Should I get the Cullinan or the Lamb'? Can't decide
All you niggas hella sweet like coconut pie
Hit the corner store, they like, "Hurry up and buy"
Hit the Louis store, spent like a smooth twenty-five
You know everywhere I go, bitch, I do it big time
At the drop of a dime, niggas drop like flies

Rollin' with the gang, who else? (Gang)
Put that on my mom, who else? (Baow, gang)
Mama raised a don, who else?
Murk you, throw you in a pond, who else?
Bitch, be gone, who else?
Who my next victim? You meet your demise (bitch)
I got mob ties, send you to the sky (bitch)
Mama got the news, it brought tears to her eyes
From them trenches where we kill, rob, steal, boy, I'm slidin' (ayy)

Fifty mil' under my belt
They put a boy on a shelf
That smoke bad for your health
Ain't gettin' no money, better kill yourself (yeah)
La Ferrari (what?)
Half a milli' on a coupe, I'm sorry (skrrt)
Just pulled out the new Bugatti
Bitch, give me that sloppy toppy
That bitch eat salad, broccoli
Rich nigga, yeah, I miss violence (Loesoe goin' crazy)
Ain't nobody bigger in the game, who else?
Ain't talkin' right, then you get left
Pulled up in the rolls, I took her breath
Pussy-ass nigga, say it with your chest
Okay, I love Givenchy
She bad, get straight on the Fenty
Was broke, but now I got plenty (yeah)
She done popped a lil' shroom with rTippie (yeah, huh)

Rollin' with the gang, who else? (Gang)
Put that on my mom, who else? (Baow, gang)
Mama raised a don, who else?
Murk you, throw you in a pond, who else?
Bitch, be gone, who else?
Who my next victim? You meet your demise (bitch)
I got mob ties, send you to the sky (bitch)
Mama got the news, it brought tears to her eyes
From them trenches where we kill, rob, steal, boy, I'm slidin

---

BIGGEST BIRD

Pullin' up in a Raven, bitch, I'm a god like I'm Raiden
I'm in all black like the Matrix, no time zone in the spaceship
And these niggas not what they appear, and I'm really the one that they fear
Big bird (ah), what they hear, take one call, you ain't here
Ain't no fallin' from here, ain't no talkin' in here
This bitch coughin' in here and she dead, yeah
Iced out crosses in here, full set of bosses in here (oh, yeah)
Watch out, caution in here (oh, yeah, uh), wrist sick, nauseous in here (oh, yeah)

Off Percs', nauseous in here, I wish Brenda was here
In the GT switchin' gears, my wrist like a chandelier
All Fentanyl through my beer and I kick some killers here
Sometimes, I'm in the mirror like, "I shouldn't be here," yeah
But I got rich, how could I go back? My foot on they neck like a doormat
No sir, me do not carry no promag, any nigga 'round me that is on that
They could keep these pussies and free my brothers out the system (system)
And they know we ain't raw, so you know we gotta keep thirty pistols (pistols)

Pullin' up in a Raven, bitch, I'm a god like I'm Raiden
I'm in all black like the Matrix, no time zone in the spaceship
And these niggas not what they appear, and I'm really the one that they fear
Big bird (ah), what they hear, take one call, you ain't here
Ain't no fallin' from here, ain't no talkin' in here
This bitch coughin' in here and she dead, yeah
Iced out crosses in here, full set of bosses in here (in here, yeah)
Watch out, caution in here (uh), wrist sick, nauseous in here

All it take is one call
Then I got my brother come zip him and they come flip him
I gotta stop sluttin' these strippers
You reach for a chain on my body, we put you in a blender
We gon' leave his pussy ass crippled, my niggas cuttin' like some clippers
Then like fleein' the rental, one shot to his head
So if you make the wrong move, then we toss his ass up in the river
Lord forgive, I am a sinner, this double C all on my denim
If it's f*ck me, then I'ma get with you, got a Patek, I don't want a Richard
Can't compare me, you know that I'm richer, bitch me out, then I'm f*ckin' your sister
Know I got all these drugs in my system, yeah, yeah

Pullin' up in a Raven, bitch, I'm a god like I'm Raiden
I'm in all black like the Matrix, no time zone in the spaceship
And these niggas not what they appear, and I'm really the one that they fear
Big bird (ah), what they hear, take one call, you ain't here
Ain't no fallin' from here, ain't no talkin' in here
This bitch coughin' in here and she dead, yeah
Iced out crosses in here, full set of bosses in here (in here, yeah)
Watch out, caution in here (uh), wrist sick, nauseous in here

---

HIDEOUT

(Loesoe goin' crazy)
(Sil on the beat too)

Yeah, expansions in the mansion, that's my hideout
F*ck the bitch, she kiss and tell, I gave her timeout
Out here gettin' paper, bitch, I'm on the grind now
Hella F&Ns and drums when we slide out
Foenem brazy, just got home and wanna ride out
Make you meet your maker, f*ck your soul, we take it

Woke up in the mornin', bitches makin' eggs and bacon
Makin' multi-millions while you niggas makin' statements
Makin' love to your bitch and makin' what you can't make
Niggas love talkin' shit until they cannot talk no more
I got love in the city, but I cannot love a ho
Out the country and shit with a bad lil' model ho
Rockin' red like I'm Santa, red and black carbon, red bandana
Infrared beam in a red 'Rari, took the Red Eye from a red carbon
F*ck a red bone with a red heart, took the red pill, now I'm heartless
Mr. Redd don't give a f*ck, you know that nigga came from darkness
Mr. Redd don't give a f*ck, that boy'll turn you to a carcass
Is you actin' tough with me? Lil' bitch, is you retarded?
Pussies reachin' for the top the most will hit the ground the hardest
She wanna suck my sword because she say that I'm the sharpest
I'm the dark knight, bitch, in some bright ice, bitch
This a gang, not a clique, fully auto with that switch

Yeah, expansions in the mansion, that's my hideout
F*ck the bitch, she kiss and tell, I gave her timeout
Out here gettin' paper, bitch, I'm on the grind now
Hella F&Ns and drums when we slide out
Foenem brazy, just got home and wanna ride out
Make you meet your maker, f*ck your soul, we take it

Catch an opp and turn to bacon, assalamualaikum
This a game of lemonade, she tell me, "What side you gon' pick?"
Jigsaw a nigga, catch a pig, cut him limb from limb
I just smoked a blunt of Runtz and landed on a f*ckin' blimp (yeah)
Only blue hundreds in my left pocket, nigga, I ain't bangin' Crip
My young nigga ready to catch a stain and he'll do it anywhere
That lil' petty shit you makin', we'll throw it in the air
I bought my bitch new Chane-ne, she'll f*ck me anywhere (shit, goddamn)
My bitch boujee, look at my fingernails before I put 'em in her (yeah)
Why the f*ck this nigga mad at me? His bitch under my picture
I could really post the shit, it make you mad and make you bicker
I got a bag and it's way bigger
I'm on they ass, I know they can feel it
Balenci' boots and Rick the denim
Lord, forgive me, I know I'm a sinner
Fashion killer, codeine sipper
Bitches beggin' to take down my zipper
Pussy good, I might just tip her, yeah
I don't smoke no Swisher Sweet, bitch, I'm rollin' RAW Organic
Walk around the mansion with my chopper, I won't never panic (ayy)

Yeah, expansions in the mansion, that's my hideout (ayy)
F*ck the bitch, she kiss and tell, I gave her timeout
Out here gettin' paper, bitch, I'm on the grind now (oh, okay)
Hella F&Ns and drums when we slide out
Foenem brazy, just got home and wanna ride out
Make you meet your maker, f*ck your soul, we take it

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WITCHCRAFT

(I'm shy, oh my God)

Drown in that water, drown in my cup
Drown in that pussy, thumb in the butt
I've been relentless, this is not luck
Chrome in the cut, Phantom in the cut
Low in the cut, I done poured a four in the cup
I don't know who know what, if they ask I don't know nothin'
Keep your change, I'ma stay a hundred, I like Ms, I'ma keep it comin'
I like a smart bitch, not a dummy, f*ckin' that bitch like I'm her hubby

She suckin' my dick, her face real cummy
I'm on the Adderall, now I'm uppy
I'm Big 14, these bitches love me
I'm f*ckin' this bitch, it's lit, it's up
It's lit in the sky, these niggas could die, uppin' the fire if a bitch-nigga try
It's lit like a bitch on Cinco de Mayo, 1400 goon, I'm king of Ohio
Walk through the trenches with a K in my hand and your bitch in my back, I got myself
I don't need no one to have my back, I got this wealth
I don't need no one to buy shit, I like stealth
I don't need no one but my bitch until we melt

"Ahh
I'm melting, melting
Melting"

Drown in that water, drown in my cup
Drown in that pussy, thumb in the butt
I've been relentless, this is not luck
Chrome in the cut, Phantom in the cut
Low in the cut, I done poured a four in the cup
I don't know who know what, if they ask I don't know nothin'
Keep your change, I'ma stay a hundred, I like Ms, I'ma keep it comin'
I like a smart bitch, not a dummy, f*ckin' that bitch like I'm her hubby

Foreign back-to-back, me and Trippie made a diss
But he ain't get to see the streams 'cause he ain't livin', we ain't trippin'
Put a switch on his lil' ass if he act bad, he think he ain't learn
Double cup is dirty, don't pick it up, you'll catch a ringworm
Knew the bags came from LAX, she ain't been to L.A. Yet
That ho pussy worth a purse, so she ain't gotta kill it yet
Bring twenty PTs for a verse, you know, Wockhardt or the 'Tech
She miss her period, she hit the lottery, ho might have a heart attack
All my cars fully loaded, spend six thousand on a coat
I pour drips in every soda, I won't never drive the boat

Drown in that water, drown in my cup
Drown in that pussy, thumb in the butt
I've been relentless, this is not luck
Chrome in the cut, Phantom in the cut
Low in the cut, I done poured a four in the cup
I don't know who know what, if they ask I don't know nothin'
Keep your change, I'ma stay a hundred, I like Ms, I'ma keep it comin'
I like a smart bitch, not a dummy, f*ckin' that bitch like I'm her hubby

---

TOILET WATER

(Bosley) yeah
Chopper squad bustin' (yeah), bustin' (bust)
Bustin' (bust)

I'm from the jungle, a lion, lil' bitch
I been stuntin' since I was a kitty (crush)
Hang with the birds, I'm flyin', lil' bitch
And my pockets is bigger than Biggie (dust)
Niggas be nerds, lyin' and shit
That's why I'ma give 'em the fifty (frrp, fah, haha)
Treat 'em like turds, don't say a word
These niggas is all shitty (hahahaha)
Flush (bust), flush (bust)
Flush (bust), flush (flush, hahahaha)
Flush (haha), flush (flush)
Flush, flush (ayy)
Gave my brodie ten, made me sick to my stomach (I like it)
He gon' take it on the chin, man, he know that shit ain't nothin' (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah)

Welcome to the devil's den, catch a homicide in public (huh)
Close that door, you can't get in, let shit down 'bout my brothers (huh)
MAC-11s and FNs, bitch, you know I keep a cutter
And I seen some deadly sins, boy, you with me, instant jealous

Flush (okay)
Flush, flush, flush, flush (let me talk to 'em)
Flush, flush, flush, flush (hahaha)
Flush, flush, flush, flush (yeah, I mean, look at these bum-ass niggas, dawg, shittin' me, yeah)

I'm from the jungle, a lion, lil' bitch
I been stuntin' since I was a kitty (okay, yeah)
Hang with the birds, I'm flyin', lil' bitch
And my pockets is bigger than Biggie (okay, ayy)
Niggas be nerds, lyin' and shit
That's why I'ma give 'em the fifty (frrp, fah, haha)
Treat 'em like turds, don't say a word
These niggas is all shitty (hahaha)
Flush (flush), flush (pussy)
Flush (flush), flush (flush, pussy)
Flush (flush), flush (yeah)
Flush, flush (okay)
Gave my brodie ten, made me sick to my stomach (okay)
He gon' take it on the chin, man, he know that shit ain't nothin' (ugh, hahaha)

I'm like, stop, crush, four leaf, lucky
Now he in a shit bag, soda, I don't crush (yeah)
Break him like a Kit-Kat, Chris, how I be talkin'
Clutch, clutch, clutch, clinch
With a shovel, I came out the muddy
Like you made for a crash, you a dummy
You be built like a nose, you be runny
Money flow like constipated tummy
How I feel? Niggas, they be bummy
Like croissant, niggas, they be crumby
Like a crash, niggas, they be dummy
Kevin Hart, niggas, they be funny

Yeah, ayy, hahahahaha, yeah
Flush, flush (um), flush, flush (flush)
Flush, flush (flush), flush, flush (yeah)

I'm from the jungle, a lion, lil' bitch
I been stuntin' since I was a kitty (crush)
Hang with the birds, I'm flyin', lil' bitch
And my pockets is bigger than biggie (dust)
Niggas be nerds, lyin' and shit
That's why I'ma give 'em the fifty (frrp, fah, haha)
Treat 'em like turds, don't say a word
These niggas is all shitty (hahahaha)
Flush (bust), flush (bust)
Flush (bust), flush (flush, hahaha)
Flush (haha), flush (flush)
Flush, flush (ayy)
Gave my brodie ten, made me sick to my stomach (I like it)
He gon' take it on the chin, man, he know that shit ain't nothin' (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah)

Welcome to the devil's den, catch a homicide in public (yeah)

---

PURE

(The Manager)
(DJ on the beat, so it's a banger)
Yeah

You dirty, lil' bitch, and I'm pure (pure)
The president, bitch, like I'm Buren (yeah)
At the residency for sure (yes)
And your face could be on a shirt (okay)
I was just high off this earth (earth)
Can't remember a thing, it's all a blur (yes)
These niggas cappin', these niggas perpin'
Man, we 'bout the action, lil' bitch, like I'm Perkins (bitch)
I'm 'bout to double the cup of the muddiest (muddiest)
Fly to Dubai, I'm in a Cullinan (Cullinan)
I ain't give a f*ck 'bout nothin' when that money hit (money hit)
You had the ball, the bag, you fumbled it (you fumbled it)
When I get the bag, I keep all the money hid
He make me laugh, lil' nigga a funny kid (yeah)
I been trappin' since a f*ckin' kid (f*ckin' kid)
Trip' got it, bitch, I'm the kid that did (did, yeah)

How you want smoke, but that shit mid?
You a pussy boy, probably turnt pig (pig)
Niggas cappin' like a motherf*ckin' lid (ha)
Pour a eight of Wock', vampire squid (yeah)
Pullin' up like Sid the Science Kid
Bitch, it's T-R-triple-six
Down in The O, I was hittin' licks
Known to keep chops, I'm a demon kid (bah)
I know the truth, boy, you're fakin'
That's why you never gon' make it (nah)
These niggas always hatin' (huh)
That's why you never gon' make it (nah)
Pussy ain't countin' no bacon (bacon)
That's 'cause he always hatin' (yeah)
Pull up, big body, I'm on (hey)
F*ck whoever hatin' (hatin')

You dirty, lil' bitch, and I'm pure (pure)
The president, bitch, like I'm Buren (yeah)
At the residency for sure (yes)
And your face could be on a shirt (okay)
I was just high off this earth (earth)
Can't remember a thing, it's all a blur (yes)
These niggas cappin', these niggas perpin'
Man, we 'bout the action, lil' bitch, like I'm Perkins (bitch)
I'm 'bout to double the cup of the muddiest (muddiest)
Fly to Dubai, I'm in a Cullinan (Cullinan)
I ain't give a f*ck 'bout nothin' when that money hit (money hit)
You had the ball, the bag, you fumbled it (you fumbled it)
When I get the bag, I keep all the money hid
He make me laugh, lil' nigga a funny kid (yeah)
I been trappin' since a f*ckin' kid (f*ckin' kid)
Trip' got it, bitch, I'm the kid that did

I'm a real nigga, my mother did it
Wake up, hop in that Cullinan
Wake up, hop in the Cadillac (f*ck it)
Then I hop in another Bent'
Then I hop in another Lamb'
Then I hop in another Benz
Then I hop in with two twins
F*ck it, gotta pull up with my twin
When I wake up, hit the mall
F*ck it, that's another ten to spend
F*ck it, run up a ten with twin
F*ck it, run up, get revenge (ayy)
I been ballin' like I'm Spalding
I been ballin' off the hinges
Glock gon' call every time I call it
I been feelin' like an engine (know that)
I'm so ready, I'ma pull up, shoot right off the bench
They want me to be on some Twitter shit, I ain't even mention it
They want me to be on some Twitter shit, I could run up milli's quick
I be feelin' like f*ck that Twitter shit, we hop out killin' shit (G Herbo)

You dirty, lil' bitch, and I'm pure (pure)
The president, bitch, like I'm Buren (yeah)
At the residency for sure (yes)
And your face could be on a shirt (okay)
I was just high off this earth (earth)
Can't remember a thing, it's all a blur (yes)
These niggas cappin', these niggas perpin'
Man, we 'bout the action, lil' bitch, like I'm Perkins (bitch)
I'm 'bout to double the cup of the muddiest (muddiest)
Fly to Dubai, I'm in a Cullinan (Cullinan)
I ain't give a f*ck 'bout nothin' when that money hit (money hit)
You had the ball, the bag, you fumbled it (you fumbled it)
When I get the bag, I keep all the money hid
He make me laugh, lil' nigga a funny kid (yeah)
I been trappin' since a f*ckin' kid (f*ckin' kid)
Trip' got it, bitch, I'm the kid that did

---

ROCK OUT

Yeah, yeah

We let it rock like a band (rock)
Shooters pull up in a van (rock)
I spin the block in a Lamb' (rock)
Know it's all white like The Klan (rock)
Yeah, the streets hot, get a tan (tan)
Step on that boy, he an ant (ant)
Wanna be me, but he can't (bitch)
We could play who's Dirty Dan (gang)
Hop out the foreign with Glock in my hand
Got that rock in my sock, I'ma hit me a bop (woo)
Lame-ass nigga act like he wan' rob
Let this shit rock like a motherf*ckin' band (rock)
Big bro say he wan' play with the drum, rock out gang, keep drumsticks (sticks)
I'm a big dog, you niggas some pups, make that boy roll over and sit (sit)
Pop out with the gang, you know that it's lit (lit)
Pull up with the mob, you know that we thick
I came from the trench, as real as it get (get)
Pourin' up dirty, it's muddy as shit
Woke up this morning, was f*ckin' your bitch
He from the 'burbs, we from the bricks (bitch)
He hit the gym, we hit the lick
He hit the puff, I hit the spliff
I'm in the Lamb', he in the Lyft (damn)
He is a ho, I am the gift (damn)
High like a jet, he high in a blimp
Real deal stepper, that nigga a simp
He think he a pimp, but he a trick
She get on that dick and she doin' some tricks
Chopper to your face, pop it like a zit
Coppers in the place, now I gotta dip
See the stars, Double R in this bitch
Spaceship, go to Mars in this bitch
Big Blood, blue hundreds like a Crip
Big bird, real deal fly shit (ah)

Dogs with me, I'll make 'em sick (grrt)
Lambo', it cost a grip (skrrt)
Color egg, gon' make 'em sick (skrrt, skrrt)
R.I.P. a nigga off the rip (skrrt)
500K off a trip
900K off a flip (yeah, yeah)
Nine million dollars off of spliff
Made that in 2012 (Sos' Baby)
Oil money like Israel (huh?)
Gold statues in the crib (huh?)
Chief Sosa Gang like for real (skrrt)
Hit your block, you can't make a seal (du-du-duh)
God told me to give 'em hell (huh?)
If it's smoke, nigga, ring the bell (go, go, go)
On FaceTime, couldn't even tell
Sendin' shells like Google mail (grrah)
In jail, I got beaucoup mill' (huh?)
Beat your block like two-three-twelve (skrrt)
What you smokin'? Got a dookie smell
I could show you how the tookie smell (dope)
Nine million dollars off the lean (huh?)
Flashlight on top of the bean (skrrt)
Cherry 'Cat like top of some cream (skrrt)
He in the trap on top of a fiend (du-du-duh)
Muhammad Ali, bob and weave
Make it hot, now we weavin' the scene (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Justin Bieber on me, he with a song (skrrt, skrrt)
Nigga tweak, now I'm makin' him sing (skrrt)

---

ARMAGEDDON

Ha (let me in)
Look (yeah)
Yeah (uh)

Yeah, hundred round drum on me (I'm shy, oh my God)
Hundred round drum on me
Hundred round drum on me
Hundred round drum on me
Hundred round drum on me
Yeah, hundred round drum on me
Hundred round drum on me
Hundred round drum on me
Hundred round drum on me
Hundred round drum on me, yeah

Hundred round drum on me, brand new blick on me, brand new switch on me
Soon as I up, I blow, soon as I blow, he bleed, yeah
Hangin' with killers, hangin' with all of the real ones and duckin' the fake
Tell him to mind his business, I done seen niggas who talkin' get shot in the face, yeah
That's why I'm keepin' my K, yeah, that's why I'm havin' my way, yeah
I'm 'bout to send that text, yeah, make a nigga pull up, spray, yeah
No, I ain't playin' at all, shit, nigga can't run no game, huh
Oh, he want smoke with us, yeah? Make a nigga face card famous
They know I keep my racks on me, they know I keep my MAC on me
Niggas done made me mad, brother, I'm tryin' not to go crash on 'em
They know we'll tweak out, do shit worser than that last nigga
In a Demon, ridin' with some steppers, I'ma spend that bag on 'em

Yeah, hundred round drum on me (I'm shy, oh my God)
Hundred round drum on me
Hundred round drum on me
Hundred round drum on me
Hundred round drum on me
Yeah, hundred round drum on me
Hundred round drum on me
Hundred round drum on me
Hundred round drum on me (hey)
Hundred round drum on me (yeah), yeah

I keep that blick on me (blick)
I keep that trip on me
Bentley got heated seats
Play with the gang, he deceased
Murder an opp like I murder a goddamn beat
F*ckin' that bitch and I'm keepin' it P and I'm keepin' it G in the streets
I'm not no puttin' not no dot on no motherf*ckin' barrel
Lil' bitch, I'm a motherf*ckin' beast
Shorty come over the crib, she swallowin' dick, she f*ckin' up all of the sheets
Alright, I'm f*ckin' up all of that money, I'm f*ckin' and gettin' her geeked (ew)
I ain't never pressed 'bout none of these bitches, I f*cked that ho last week
That little bitch was an animal, ate like a cannibal
Crushed that lil' bitch like a Danimal
Walked in this bitch and I'm fresh like a cantaloupe
Dope in the closet and racks in the envelope
Don't get to talkin', this shit can get physical
Pull up big body, that bitch lookin' mystical
We sent some shots through your grandmammy living room
Now he not talkin', he turned to a vegetable
We with the business, we send 'em a message
Man, who the f*ck is these f*ck niggas testin'?

Yeah, hundred round drum on me (I'm shy, oh my God)
Hundred round drum on me
Hundred round drum on me
Hundred round drum on me
Hundred round drum on me
Yeah, hundred round drum on me
Hundred round drum on me
Hundred round drum on me
Hundred round drum on me
Hundred round drum on me, yeah

---

NUN

(Sil on the beat, too)
Uh-uh, uh-uh (yeah)
Uh-uh, uh-uh

Can't tell me nothin', can't tell me nothin'
Can't tell me nothin', can't tell me nothin'
Can't tell me nothin', can't tell me nothin'
Can't tell me shit, can't tell me nothin'
Can't tell me shit, can't tell me nothin' (yeah)
Can't tell me shit

(Oh, oh, oh, oh)
I done asked you, "What's your name?"
I done asked you, "What's your game?" (Yeah, bitch)
Pull up in a whip that cost half a M (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I don't know what's her name
I think it's a Celine, ah, yeah, she wanna be part of my gang
She wanna get with the team
Prolly wanna take pictures with me
Prolly wanna take pictures with Trip' (uh, yeah)
She run out screamin' now, she 1400
I can show you how to go get some motherf*ckin' money
But first, nigga, you gotta want it
Nigga, I ain't trippin' on shit, I ain't sad, I'm just blunt and
I'm prolly thinkin' 'bout havin' some money
Want me a bad lil' bitch, long hair, fat ass, and I love it
She prolly thinkin' 'bout havin' a hubby (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm prolly thinkin' 'bout havin' a new bitch lettin' her hair blow (go)
Tell her, "Put that in a hairbow" (go, go, go)
Still sellin' motherf*ckin' elbows (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Keep that on the L-O, yeah, these niggas know how I'm rockin' (yeah, baow, baow, baow)
These niggas know how I get (yeah)
I pull down my shirt whenever I hop out my whip (woo, woo, woo)
I had to cover my glick (yeah)
I'm tryna bake me a nigga, bake him like a fish (baow, baow)

Can't tell me nothin', can't tell me nothin'
Can't tell me nothin', can't tell me nothin'
Can't tell me nothin', can't tell me nothin'
Can't tell me shit, can't tell me nothin'
Can't tell me shit, can't tell me nothin' (yeah)
Can't tell me shit

Yeah, goin' hard (go, go, go)
Every day, goin' hard, yeah
I got racks for days (go), goin' hard
Grew up in them trenches (go), you couldn't tell me nothin'
Yeah, grew up up on that block, boy, I'm mama's son (bah)
Pullin' up, fleet of trucks like Obama's son (bah, yeah)
I've been sellin' out arenas, like I'm Donda's son (gang)
Told 'em, "Make a wish," like I'm Cosmo and Wanda's son (ha)
My future bright, my heart dark like it ain't got the sun (ha)
I heard you're racin' to the top, boy, you better run
Niggas know that I'm the shit, boy, you better plunge
They like, "Trip, where you get that drip?" Boy, it's one of one (shit, bitch)
I heard them pussy niggas thought that I was one and done (shit, shit)
I'm from 800 where them choppers spray, we run and gun (bah)
I thought a pussy-ass bitch-nigga said somethin' (brah, brah, brah)

Can't tell me nothin', can't tell me nothin'
Can't tell me nothin', can't tell me nothin'
Can't tell me nothin', can't tell me nothin'
Can't tell me shit, can't tell me nothin'
Can't tell me shit, can't tell me nothin' (yeah)
Can't tell me shit

---

SWAG LIKE OHIO,

Bang, bah (Big 14, know what the f*ck goin' on)
Brrt, bah, bah
Yeah (woo, woo)
Yeah (to The O)
Yeah (come on)

Down in Ohio (swag), f*ckin' all these bitches (swag, woo, woo)
Bitches call me Trippie (swag), I'm so f*ckin' awesome (swag, swag, swag)
Posted out in Cleveland (ha), bags in Columbus (woo, woo, woo)
Bitches on my dick 'cause my swag so a hundred (swag)
Down in Ohio (ha), swag like Ohio (yeah)
Down in Ohio (woo, bitch), swag like Ohio (woo, bitch, bitch)
Down in Ohio (yeah, woo), swag like Ohio (woo, swag, swag)
Down in Ohio (woo, woo), swag like Ohio (woo, yeah)

Ballin' like LeBron (LeBron), dress like Marilyn Manson (yeah)
Made a honey bun (bun, honey bun), chillin' in a mansion (mansion)
All my diamonds on (on), all my diamonds dancin' (dancin')
That bitch stole my heart (heart, yeah), that bitch called me handsome (handsome)
F*ck the opps, I'm cold (cold), held that boy for ransom (bitch, bah, bah)
I just bought a Wraith (Wraith), I just bought a Phantom (gang)
That bitch wan' get in the back of the 'Lac and she comin' (skrrt)
F*ckin' up racks, yeah, I'm thumbin'
Bro keep a hold of that K like he in a band drummin' (band)
Hop on a jet from The O straight to London (bah, bah)
Yeah (brrt), Jurassic Park, t-rex, straight out Ohio (woo, woo)
Man, you trippin', you cannot take my ho (woo, woo)
Boy you dressed like it's Cinco de Mayo
I'm a movie, lil' bitch, you a slideshow (swag, swag, swag)
You a extra, lil' bitch, this is my show
I'm up too, so lil' nigga, you might grow (swag, woo, bitch, swag)
If you scared, lil' bitch, read the bible (woo)
Yeah, yeah, trappin' out The O (The O)
Mobbin' in The O (The O)
Goblin from The O (The O)
Nigga talkin' shit (shit)
Pop him in his nose (nah)
We don't give a f*ck (f*ck)
Bitch, I'm from The O (O)
Bitch, I'm stone cold (cold)
Bitch, I'm brave and bold (bold)
I ain't Batman (bitch)
But I keep that chrome (woo, woo, woo, woo)
You already know (what?)
Straight up out The O (swag, swag, swag, swag)
Swag like Ohio (let's go, yo)
Hit 'em in the dome

Swag like Ohio, I'm rollin' Nick Cannon
Trappin' in Cleveland, then back to Atlanta
Roll through, we stoked in the back of the Phantom
I'm a rockstar, I might f*ck me a baddie
Yeah, I'ma f*ck me a baddie
I'm a Rockstar like Marilyn Manson
Vocals in harmony, Cleveland
Columbus, Ohio to Akron
I just bought a switch, I just bought a Wraith, yeah (let's go)
I just bought a trap house, it's sittin' by the lake, yeah
I just bought the fentanyl, put it on my face, yeah (woo)
Trappers in the section now, Ohio to The Bay, yeah (let's go)

Down in Ohio (swag), f*ckin' all these bitches (swag, woo, woo)
Bitches call me Trippie (swag, remix)
I'm so f*ckin' awesome (swag, swag, swag, Trippie Redd)
Posted out in Cleveland (ha, Lil B), bags in Columbus (woo, woo, woo)
Bitches on my dick 'cause my swag so a hundred (that's the Based God, swag)
Down in Ohio (ha), swag like Ohio (yeah, remix)
Down in Ohio (woo, bitch, Trippie Redd)
Swag like Ohio (woo, bitch, bitch, Lil B)
Down in Ohio (yeah, woo, swag like Ohio)
Swag like Ohio (woo, swag, swag, if you from Ohio)
Down in Ohio (woo, woo, make some noise)
Swag like Ohio (woo, yeah, let's go)

Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Do the LeBron James, do the LeBron James, uh

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COLORS

(Yo, Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?)

Colors, colors, colors, colors
Colors, Rollie different colors
Diamonds different colors, yeah, they came in clusters
I can't f*ck with busters, my Glock shoot and bust ya
F*ck your white tee, give that shit some color

Yeah, that pussy butter, she get it from her mother
She suck my knife, I cut her, she love it when I touch her
She my baby, LOL, okay
She like to go both ways, get high, geek up all day
We fried, stay up all late, they mad 'cause they not paid
Stack the chips up, Frito Lay, bad bitch, same color money
And I count different color money, man, I got me a bunch of money
You know I finger f*ck the hundreds, you know I got them bitches comin'
Know that one-point-five is nothin', bought a castle, it came with a dungeon
We got bad hoes, different colors, we got foreign cars, different colors

Colors, colors, colors, colors
Colors, Rollie different colors
Diamonds different colors, yeah, they came in clusters
I can't f*ck with busters, my Glock shoot and bust ya
F*ck your white tee, give that shit some color

Say, fleek pussy on that red bitch look like my Cutlass
I just made a movie at Saks Fifth, I told 'em, "Run it"
Yellow bitch so nice, gettin' to that bread, call her mustard
King Snipe, I keep that Drac', her baby daddy wanna be my runner
I had jumped on a jet with the whole block to get to Houston
With an old Glock .9 from a 2019 shootin'
Might f*ck around, doze off, so I need a driver when I move
I poured a whole Wock', I'm sippin' Tris and whoopty-woo
Whippin' that coleslaw that don't look purple, it's really blue
Knockin' these hoes off, you fallin' in love with tricks, so silly you

Colors, colors, colors, colors
Colors, Rollie different colors
Diamonds different colors, yeah, they came in clusters
I can't f*ck with busters, my Glock shoot and bust ya
F*ck your white tee, give that shit some color