Trippie Redd

"Find My Chill"

[Intro: Trippie Redd]
Murder, murder kill
Oh (Pop a couple pills)
[?], ah, ayy
Murder, murder, kill
[?] and we kill
The real beasts come out at night (Woo), uh
Uh, yeah

[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
Murder, murder, kill
For my n*ggas I could never chill (Chill)
Pop a couple motherf*cking pills
For my n*ggas I’ma pop a couple seals (Come on)
Pour a lil’ liquor then we spill
I could never ever find my chill
I could never ever find my chill
I could never ever find my chill
VVS them diamonds in my grill
For my n*ggas I'ma pop a couple pills
For my n*ggas we gon' murder, murder, kill
For my n*ggas, all this liquor spill

[Verse 1: Trippie Redd]
Got a cup of liquor, spill (Spill)
She just wanna come and make some mills
She wanna visit me in the hills, hey
I could never ever take this pressure away
I just need it to keep my focus, my focus, my focus (aye, aye)
Sipping on this drank, I need two cups
pus*y ass b*tch, I could never give two f*cks
pus*y ass b*tch, you could get murdered, 2Pac
Shoot at two opps
b*tch, I feel good, I feel great
I feel like the f*cking goat, b*tch I'm feeling like 2Pac (yeah)
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