spike lee - trippie redd lyrics
[intro]
huh, huh
[chorus]
yeah, big blunt blazin’, chain just hangin’
bad b*tch slangin’, know i’m big d*ck slangin’
i got hunnid on my wrist, my b*tch keep complainin’
walking back and forth in the trap like a patient
and my neck too sick, it might be contagious
if you hang with the gang, then you know you getting paid
i got b*tches on the left and gangstas on the wrist
pour up pineapple fanta in the godd*mn sprite
i’m a real deal geeker, i don’t need no d*mn ice
h*lla clips like a movie just like spike lee
[verse]
feeling like gucci, baby, i’m so icy
tell a bad b*tch, “hit the kitchen, steak and rice me”
hit up johnny dang just to get godd*mn icy
shawty so sweet like a strawberry ice cream
shawty got some cake, i’ma l!ck the d*mn icing
pull up on your block, b*tch, start a riot, tell ‘еm, “fight me”
i’m renegadе with that k, boy, don’t even f*cking hype me
known to put red on a godd*mn white tee
money on your head, that’s that sh*t that excite me
i just hit my plug, i need that drank, boy, nighty*nighty
everyday i’m higher than a motherf*cking kite be
y2k swag, yeah, but i’m not a d*mn hypebeast
[chorus]
yeah, big blunt blazin’, chain just hangin’
bad b*tch slangin’, know i’m big d*ck slangin’
i got hunnid on my wrist, my b*tch keep complainin’
walking back and forth in the trap like a patient
and my neck too sick, it might be contagious
if you hang with the gang, then you know you getting paid
i got b*tches on the left and gangstas on the wrist
pour up pineapple fanta in the godd*mn sprite
i’m a real deal geeker, i don’t need no d*mn ice
h*lla clips like a movie just like spike lee
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