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let me know* - a1billionaire lyrics

[intro: trippie redd]
where you come from?

[chorus: trippie redd]
came from the trench, i ain’t worried about sh*t (sh*t)
bands on my wrist, bands on my outfit (ha)
i’ve been dancin’ with the devil, should i pop ’em in his sh*t? (bah)
i need y’all to let me know
murder rate to the sky from the godd*mn floor
i been workin’ so hard to achieve my goals
rock fear of god, devil want my soul
[verse 1: trippie redd]
yeah, i won’t let him have it, i’ma give ’em havoc
ridin’ down the d*mn 101 with a bad b*tch
and she came with baggage, fat ass, pretty face, wanna live lavish
[?] sensei, i’ma give ’em all the static
oh, sh*t, look at my wrist, it’s a patek
can’t go nowhere, b*tch, without my semi*automatic
no sh*t, n*gga, i will never d*mn panic
mariah carrey, b*tch, you know i keep a cannon
keep ammo for whoever don’t like it, i’ma blam it
i got options just incase my sh*t get to jammin’
tell me why my pockets and my guns keep enhancin’
all my choppas play the drums, all the devils get to dancin’

[verse 2: a1billionaire]
uh, ayy, rock fear of god but this devil want my soul
f*ckin’ on this b*tch, it was two in the mornin’
got a chopper and a mask and a gucci peacoat
i just popped a half a x, i could feel it in my toes
i was f*ckin’ on my ex but that p*ssy gettin’ old
had to take it out her p*ssy and i put it in her throat
like a letter in…
[chorus: trippie redd]
came from the trench, i ain’t worried about sh*t (sh*t)
bands on my wrist, bands on my outfit (ha)
i’ve been dancin’ with the devil, should i pop ’em in his sh*t? (bah)
i need y’all to let me know
murder rate to the sky from the godd*mn floor
i been workin’ so hard to achieve my goals
rock fear of god, devil want my soul

[outro: trippie redd]
(where you come from?)
(where you come from?)
where you come from?

- a1billionaire lyrics

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