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[Trippie Redd]
(Loesoe goin' crazy)
Haha, yeah, yeah, uh
[Trippie Redd]
Rollin' with the gang, who else? (Gang)
Put that on my mom, who else? (Bah, gang)
Momma raised a don, who else?
Murk you, throw you in a pond, who else?
Bitch, be gone, who else?
Who my next victim? (Bitch) You meet your demise
I got mob ties, send you to the sky (Bitch)
Momma got the news, it brought tears to her eyes
From them trenches where we kill, rob, steal, boy, I'm slidin'
(Loesoe goin' crazy)
Haha, yeah, yeah, uh
[Trippie Redd]
Rollin' with the gang, who else? (Gang)
Put that on my mom, who else? (Bah, gang)
Momma raised a don, who else?
Murk you, throw you in a pond, who else?
Bitch, be gone, who else?
Who my next victim? (Bitch) You meet your demise
I got mob ties, send you to the sky (Bitch)
Momma got the news, it brought tears to her eyes
From them trenches where we kill, rob, steal, boy, I'm slidin'
[Trippie Redd]
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
Call you niggas hella sweet like coconut pie
Hit the corner store, they like hurry up and buy
Hit the Louis store and I 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
[Trippie Redd]
Rollin' with the gang, who else? (Gang)
Put that on my mom, who else? (Bah, gang)
Momma raised a don, who else?
Murk you, throw you in a pond, who else?
Bitch, be gone, who else?
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
Call you niggas hella sweet like coconut pie
Hit the corner store, they like hurry up and buy
Hit the Louis store and I 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
[Trippie Redd]
Rollin' with the gang, who else? (Gang)
Put that on my mom, who else? (Bah, gang)
Momma raised a don, who else?
Murk you, throw you in a pond, who else?
Bitch, be gone, who else?
Who my next victim? (Bitch) You meet your demise
I got mob ties, send you to the sky (Bitch)
Momma got the news, it brought tears to her eyes
From them trenches where we kill, rob, steal, boy, I'm slidin'
[Rich The Kid]
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)
Trip up the new Bugatti, bitch, give me that sloppy toppy
That bitch eat salad, broccoli, rich nigga yeah I miss flawless (Loesoe goin' crazy)
Ain't nobody bigger in the game, who else?
I got mob ties, send you to the sky (Bitch)
Momma got the news, it brought tears to her eyes
From them trenches where we kill, rob, steal, boy, I'm slidin'
[Rich The Kid]
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)
Trip up the new Bugatti, bitch, give me that sloppy toppy
That bitch eat salad, broccoli, rich nigga yeah I miss flawless (Loesoe goin' crazy)
Ain't nobody bigger in the game, who else?
Ain't talkin' right then you get left
Pull up in the Rolls, I took her breath
Pussy ass nigga, say it with your chest (Okay)
I love Givenchy, she bad and screaming the Fendi
Was broke but now I got plenty (Yeah), just popped a lil' shroom with lil' Trippie (Yeah, huh)
[Trippie Redd]
Rollin' with the gang, who else? (Gang)
Put that on my mom, who else? (Bah, gang)
Momma raised a don, who else?
Murk you, throw you in a pond, who else?
Bitch, be gone, who else?
Who my next victim? (Bitch) You meet your demise
I got mob ties, send you to the sky (Bitch)
Momma got the news, it brought tears to her eyes
From them trenches where we kill, rob, steal, boy, I'm slidin'
Pull up in the Rolls, I took her breath
Pussy ass nigga, say it with your chest (Okay)
I love Givenchy, she bad and screaming the Fendi
Was broke but now I got plenty (Yeah), just popped a lil' shroom with lil' Trippie (Yeah, huh)
[Trippie Redd]
Rollin' with the gang, who else? (Gang)
Put that on my mom, who else? (Bah, gang)
Momma raised a don, who else?
Murk you, throw you in a pond, who else?
Bitch, be gone, who else?
Who my next victim? (Bitch) You meet your demise
I got mob ties, send you to the sky (Bitch)
Momma got the news, it brought tears to her eyes
From them trenches where we kill, rob, steal, boy, I'm slidin'
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