Lil Gotit

"For Trippie"

[Intro]
Uh, Hood Baby
(Woo)
(Whoa, Kenny)
Uh, Trippie Redd, uh
(Woo)
Uh (Woo)
Uh (Woo)

[Chorus]
It's just me and Trippie Redd
Clutching on the Glocks on the bottom (Woo, woo)
Yeah, it's infrared (Uh, let's go)
All this f*ckin' money think we [?] like the [?] (Yeah, yeah)
Dirty Sprite, purple [?]
[?] (Uh)
All my money [?]
Ain't talking [?] (Let's go)
b*tch, leave me alone
Slime Baby in his zone
Cheesy pockets calzone
Just let me bring these racks home
I dress [?] not casual (Uh)
[?]
Gold bands [?]
This sh*t been right not never wrong

[Verse]
Get these racks up, real talk
Teach a n*gga how to ball
She seen this money, drop the top
Then dropped her off in the [?]
Fresh-cut sirloin
These Balencis, rock the belt on
Keep some sticks like [?]
She eat this di*k and [?]
I'm living a life of wisdom
You toting blickies, kill something
You having diamonds, chill something
Boy, you not a real one, uh
Just know my ABCs (Uh)
Triple racks, I'm shootin' my threes
With Trippie Redd turn up the streets
You hear this engine up the street (Vroom), uh
This drip is up to par
I'm Hood Baby, I'm not a [?]
Your b*tch [?] (Yeah)
[?]
I come through looking like Avatar
Left my school, I ain't need no job
[?]

[Chorus]
It's just me and Trippie Redd
Clutching on the Glocks on the bottom (Woo, woo)
Yeah, it's infrared (Uh, let's go)
All this f*ckin' money think we [?] like the [?] (Yeah, yeah)
Dirty Sprite, purple [?]
[?] (Uh)
All my money [?]
Ain't talking [?] (Let's go)
b*tch, leave me alone
Slime Baby in his zone
Cheesy pockets calzone
Just let me bring these racks home
I dress [?] not casual (Uh)
[?]
Gold bands [?]
This sh*t been right not never wrong

[Open Verse]

[Chorus]
It's just me and Trippie Redd
Clutching on the Glocks on the bottom (Woo, woo)
Yeah, it's infrared (Uh, let's go)
All this f*ckin' money think we [?] like the [?] (Yeah, yeah)
Dirty Sprite, purple [?]
[?] (Uh)
All my money [?]
Ain't talking [?] (Let's go)
b*tch, leave me alone
Slime Baby in his zone
Cheesy pockets calzone
Just let me bring these racks home
I dress [?] not casual (Uh)
[?]
Gold bands [?]
This sh*t been right not never wrong

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