Trippie Redd — Supernatural (Trip At Knight 2021)
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Supernatural (Trip At Knight 2021) Trippie Redd02:21
Текст песни: Supernatural (Trip At Knight 2021)
[Part I] [Intro] (I'm shy, oh my God) [Chorus] Take a chill pill, take a chill pill Take a chill pill, take a chill pill Take a chill pill, take a chill pill Take a chill pill, take a chill pill [Verse] Bitch, I'm from 800 where we kill, kill Walked out doing drill-drill, pop out like a pill, pill Wake up in the mornin', spark a blunt and crack a damn seal We ball, bitch, I break the backboard, Shaquille O'Neal (Yeah, yeah) Bitch, I been turnt like Timmy, we got Dracos with titties We got kids runnin' 'round with semis, that ain't love, that's envy Big Jurassic in your city, Bimmers, Benz, and Bentleys Rollin' 'round, G-Wagen, lean go to my kidneys Bitch, I'm a monster, bitch, I'm a goon I cannot lose, bitch, I'm a winner Diamonds, they dancin' on me likе the winter I got the shеlls, no Master Splinter I got them bails, put the blick on my hitter Put a cross on my nail, but I won't cross my niggas [Outro] Big 14, know what the fuck goin' on, gang [Part II] [Intro] On my gang (Woah) On my gang (Nigga) On my gang (On my), gang On my gang On my gang (Woah) On my gang (Yeah) On my gang [Verse] With the gang, I'm a rebel (On my gang) I made treaties with the devil (Devil) I'm in space, don't need no shuttle (Bah) Don't be scared, don't need no trouble (Haha) I just downed this Hennessy, it got me seeing double (Gang) Countin' chips, don't let the cookie crumble (Woah) We-We keep blicks, got that bag and I won't ever fumble Trippie vs. the whole damn gang, it's like a Royal Rumble (Bah, woah) Pussy boy got pushed out the whip, I watched 'em roll and tumble (Bitch) Your bitch kissin' on my dick, look like she blowin' bubbles (Woah) Yeah, you niggas Autobots, I'm a damn Gundam Walk around this bitch like I'm the pops, now they mad I sonned 'em (Woah) Summin' up the paychecks, I'ma get this cash (Cash) Summon up that paycheck, I'ma get that bag (Woah) Private flights to Berlin, I got jet lag Niggas try to steal my shine and I jet past And I'm only goin' up from here like a jet pack And your homie all rolled up in here It's that good pack (It's that good shit) [Outro] Bitch, gang (Woah) Woah (On my gang)
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