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early morning trappin - rich the kid lyrics

[intro: al pacino & rich the kid]
i told you, man, i told you!
don’t f-ck with me! i told you, no f-cking kids!
no, but you wouldn’t listen
why, you stupid f-ck?
look at you now
huh?
money way, only way, y’know what i’m sayin’? (ice way)
lil b-tch!

[chorus: rich the kid]
was up trappin’ early (early)
she bad and bougie, but whippin’ a birdie (huh?)
my cup is so dirty (what?)
your diamonds don’t shine, my pinky a 30 (30)
pour up the pint, that’s so clean (so clean)
the rims of the bentley cost 14 (skrrt)
ain’t doin’ no talkin’, the red beam (red beam)
my b-tches bring b-tches, young n-gg-, we flexin’ (huh?)

[post-chorus: trippie redd & rich the kid]
ayy, so much green on my street like it’s grove (whoa)
ayy, made a lot of money on the road (yuh)
ayy, now they book me, 10k for a show
ayy, actavis in my drink, i’ma pour, yeah

[verse 1: trippie redd]
like an orthodox
i’ma beat her box, beatin’ off her f-ckin’ socks
30 got a mop, shoot you, look like chicken pox
i be whippin’ rocks, fiends h-t me, they sniffin’ rocks
i wuv trippie redd
i’m a trap star
ayy, hope i don’t crash, do the dash in a nascar
ayy, it really is a fast car
it’s a movie just like pixar, movie just like pixar
get shot, i turn your -ss into clip art
yeah, i turn your -ss into clip art
boy, you is a r-t-rd, on the go just like a go-kart
makin’ art just like mozart, art just like mozart

[bridge: trippie redd]
yeah, ayy
early morning trappin’
early morning trappin’
early morning trappin’
early morning trappin’
early morning trappin’

[verse 2: rich the kid]
pull up with trippie (huh?)
pull off with your b-tch, put d-ck in her kidneys (skrrt)
pour act’ in the simply (simply)
these n-gg-s is lyin’, they ain’t seen a milli (whoa)
ap two-toned (two-toned)
she suckin’ my d-ck, wanna f-ck with my ice on (ice on)
i’m sendin’ her right home (huh, what?)
she bad and bougie, but whippin’ a birdie (a birdie)
my cup is so dirty (lean)
you n-gg-s is fraud, your diamonds is blurry (blurry)
i’m droppin’ the 30 (30)
i don’t do no cappin’ (no cappin’)
racks all in the cabinet (racks)
they was hatin’, i was rackin’, stackin’ and relaxin’ (whoa)
dream of 100 bands, now i’m ridin’ ’round in the lamb’ (lamb’)
she bad and bougie, i’m makin’ movies
might f-ck a b-tch on cam (on cam)
i need a fanta, got syrup (syrup)
i just might hop out the vert (vert)
she wanna hop out her skirt (skirt)
that’s when she poppin’ a perc’ (huh?)

[chorus: rich the kid]
was up trappin’ early
she bad and bougie, but whippin’ a birdie (huh?)
my cup is so dirty (what?)
your diamonds don’t shine, my pinky a 30 (30)
pour up the pint, that’s so clean (so clean)
the rims of the bentley cost 14 (skrrt)
ain’t doin’ no talkin’, the red beam (red beam)
my b-tches bring b-tches, young n-gg-, we flexin’ (huh?)

- rich the kid lyrics

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