Trippie Redd, D. Savage - IDC lyrics
Trippie Redd [Michael Lamar White II] Canton, Ohio, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Trippie Redd, D. Savage - IDC lyrics]
(DJ on the beat so it's a banger)
I don't care what they say
We got racks up in the bank
In the studio and I'm smoking on dank
Sipping on drank, got me higher than a plane
Lil' broke boy, better stay in your lane
Bust down the Rollie, I don't like it plain
I came with the slatts, you know that we bang (Woo)
We killin' all rats, we don't play no games (Uh, uh, yeah)
I don't care 'bout your bank
I don't care 'bout your gang
I don't care what you claim (Ooh)
Fuck nigga talkin' shit, bullets fallin' like rain (Boom, boom, boom)
Diamonds 'round my neck, devil is up in that wraith with 'em demons
Up with your gang and we schemin'
I do not love your demeanor
I'm clutchin' that heater, you know what I mean, man
I feel like I am Vegeta, I'm totin' that nina, pop out on a demon
Holy water 'round my neck like I need Jesus
I don't care what they say
We got racks up in the bank (Bitch, bitch)
In the studio and I'm smoking on dank (Bitch)
Sipping on drank, got me higher than a plane
Lil' broke boy, better stay in your lane
Bust down the Rollie, I don't like it plain
I came with the slatts, you know that we bang
We killin' all rats, we don't play no games
Water gettin' high right now
I was at Rolling Loud
I was just rolling loud, ay (Huh, huh)
Choppa go shoot 'em down
Me and Trip smokin' up the pounds
Twenty racks on me right now
I'm in pain, it's a shame, oh
Hit her from the back, I got her screaming out my name
I got my shooters really taking aim (Uh-huh)
Got a bad bitch, you know she love giving me brain (Give me brain, yeah)
I don't care what they say
We got racks up in the bank
In the studio, I'm smoking on dank
Sipping on drank, got me higher than a plane
Lil' broke boy, better stay in your lane
Bust down the Rollie, I don't like it plain
I came with the slatts, you know that we bang
We killin' all rats, we don't play no games
(DJ on the beat so it's a banger)
I don't care what they say
We got racks up in the bank
In the studio and I'm smoking on dank
Sipping on drank, got me higher than a plane
Lil' broke boy, better stay in your lane
Bust down the Rollie, I don't like it plain
I came with the slatts, you know that we bang (Woo)
We killin' all rats, we don't play no games (Uh, uh, yeah)
I don't care 'bout your bank
I don't care 'bout your gang
I don't care what you claim (Ooh)
Fuck nigga talkin' shit, bullets fallin' like rain (Boom, boom, boom)
Diamonds 'round my neck, devil is up in that wraith with 'em demons
Up with your gang and we schemin'
I do not love your demeanor
I'm clutchin' that heater, you know what I mean, man
I feel like I am Vegeta, I'm totin' that nina, pop out on a demon
Holy water 'round my neck like I need Jesus
I don't care what they say
We got racks up in the bank (Bitch, bitch)
In the studio and I'm smoking on dank (Bitch)
Sipping on drank, got me higher than a plane
Lil' broke boy, better stay in your lane
Bust down the Rollie, I don't like it plain
I came with the slatts, you know that we bang
We killin' all rats, we don't play no games
Water gettin' high right now
I was at Rolling Loud
I was just rolling loud, ay (Huh, huh)
Choppa go shoot 'em down
Me and Trip smokin' up the pounds
Twenty racks on me right now
I'm in pain, it's a shame, oh
Hit her from the back, I got her screaming out my name
I got my shooters really taking aim (Uh-huh)
Got a bad bitch, you know she love giving me brain (Give me brain, yeah)
I don't care what they say
We got racks up in the bank
In the studio, I'm smoking on dank
Sipping on drank, got me higher than a plane
Lil' broke boy, better stay in your lane
Bust down the Rollie, I don't like it plain
I came with the slatts, you know that we bang
We killin' all rats, we don't play no games
(DJ on the beat so it's a banger)