K Suave - Trippple H (feat. D. Savage, Trippie Redd) lyrics

(I'm shy, oh my God)

Pussy didn't stand a chance
Countin' all these bands
Dickies pants and the Vans
Call me "Triple H, " Hermè-Hermè-Hermè-mès
Hermès on my neck
Hermès on my wrist and pants
Hermès on my bitch when I
Take her out to France
Perrier, that's for Rosetta, uh
Cartier her lens reppin' that block still
Reppin' that block still
Reppin' that block still
Reppin' that block still

Yeah, I stay on the block
Niggas ain't on the block
(Block, block, block)
Reppin' that block still
They all robbers and shooters


You talkin' that shit
But it's all on computers (Woah)
We throw up that Roc like Bermuda
Perky consumer (Baow)
Reppin' that block still
And the coupe look neon
I can't fuck with a peon
Niggas know what I be on (yeah)
With a big red VLONE bitch, chain Casamigos
I'ma cock it then reload (Reload)
I'ma stick to the G code (Gang, gang)
In the game, no cheat code
And my chain Sub-Zero, yeah (Set, set, set)

Pussy didn't stand a chance
Countin' all these bands
Dickies pants and the Vans
Call me "Triple H, " Hermè-Hermè-Hermè-mès
Hermès on my neck
Hermès on my wrist and pants
Hermès on my bitch when I
Take her out to France
Perrier, that's for Rosetta, uh
Cartier her lens reppin' that block still
Reppin' that block still
Reppin' that block still
Reppin' that block still

Uh, I hop in that
Motherfuckin' foreign, I'm speedin'
Let's go (Pew, pew)
I'm rockin' Off White like the Pope (yeah)
Uh, so slimy, we uppin', let's go
Uh, I come from the slums
Got hundred round drums
I pull up and put on a show (Woah)
Stop talkin', lil' nigga, let's go (Woah)
I'm leanin', we just poured a four
(yeah, yeah) where you been? MIA
Put them bands in your face
Get that backend, I'm straight
Got VVS diamonds, they just wanna skate
I'm makin' deposit's when I hit the bank
You smokin' on ass, we smokin' on dank
I get in my cell and make me a shank
I get in that jam, not saying no names

Pussy didn't stand a chance
Countin' all these bands
Dickies pants and the Vans
Call me "Triple H, " Hermè-Hermè-Hermè-mès
Hermès on my neck
Hermès on my wrist and pants
Hermès on my bitch when I
Take her out to France
Perrier, that's for Rosetta, uh
Cartier her lens reppin' that block still
Reppin' that block still
Reppin' that block still
Reppin' that block still

I feel like Stone Cold, damn
I ride around with a 40 (Skrrt)
Nigga sneak diss, we gon' ruin his morning
(yeah) your bitch like suckin' my
Dick when she horny (yeah)
She in love with you
But it's hard for her to ignore me
(yeah, yeah, yeah, woo) shoot up your whip
We gon' leave the scene lookin' real gory
(Boom, boom, boom)
Yeah, uh, hit from the back, she like
"Look in my eyes and record it" (yeah)
She want me now she just poured my lean out
Popped three Percs, I can't see now
I post on the block like a center (yeah)
Takin' these trips, I'll be back in September
(yeah) my diamonds, they icy
It's flood like the winter
He ain't got no shooters
That boy a pretender we ran out of Sprite
So we ordered some Fantas
All of my hoes respectful, they got manners
(Woah)
I blow her back out just like some candles
(Woah) i'm all in her mouth like
She worked at the dental
Passing these hoes around just like Tim Tebow
(yeah) i ain't cocky, but she feeling my ego
I got a strap in this Burberry peacoat
I'm off the drugs, I feel like I'ma KO
Just got a new Glock and
It's blacker than Maino

Pussy didn't stand a chance
Countin' all these bands
Dickies pants and the Vans
Call me "Triple H, " Hermè-Hermè-Hermè-mès
Hermès on my neck
Hermès on my wrist and pants
Hermès on my bitch when I
Take her out to France
Perrier, that's for Rosetta, uh
Cartier her lens reppin' that block still
Reppin' that block still
Reppin' that block still
Reppin' that block still