Trippie Redd, Chris King - A KOUPLE MORE BARS lyrics

(P soul on the track)
(I love Trippie Redd) yeah

I'm a lover and a fighter
Put my dick in your vagina
Pick a beat and I decipher
I'm a Peter-pecker-piper
With that viper, I'm messiah
I'm a menace, I replenish in that fire
Earn my stripe just like a tiger
I'm a psycho, maestro
I'm blowin' up like Al-Qaeda
Like a tight ho, hi, ho
I'm smokin' dope right beside ya
Like a tight rope
Don't play, bitch, your life on the line, ho

Trippie, you gotta chill, dawg, you
Got me too high, bro
Listen, I'm a urban myth in
The streets of the your lean, marijuana
Eyes rolled to the back of his head, kick him
"Is he dead?" yeah, he's a goner
I smoke four leaf-clovers
Rob leprechauns for they pot of gold
He had potential
You could say it was the greatest
Story that was never told
I give 'em extra like hurt his community
Shoulda iced out his legs
How he finna run all his jewelry?
Funny nigga actin' finicky
Energy all unusually
Call me Snotty Nose 'cause I get
Her in her body bro, she not immune to this
Let the bomb drop like it's Pearl Harbor
Call my platoon
I'm callin' all my dogs and my wolves
Out when the moon is lit
Got my guy on the AMG Model, yeah
With the newer kit
It's hard to throw a nigga the ball, like
What you gon' do with it?
Like I put the cocaine by the ceiling
Fan how I blew a brick
They called a nigga slime so long
That I'm on my mucus shit
Dior flowers fell on her body, nigga
'cause you's a trick
Brought flowers to your funeral
Dripped in Dior, confusin', bitch
Got a goddess so divine she water slide
Don't need no lubricant
And you are out of line if that
Sprite don't got no screw in it
It's macaroni time
This cheese gon' spray up beautifully
I make the whip creep like
Nightcrawler, I'm like a mutant, yeah

(Snotty Nose Mafia, bitch)