Robb Bank$, Trippie Redd - LIFTED lyrics

[Robb Bank$, Trippie Redd - LIFTED lyrics]

I think I might be happy sippin' dirty
Sippin' dirty uh, uh, dirty
Uh, uh uh, uh, uh yeah, uh

Two in the cup, ay, three in the cup
Four in the cup, four in the cup
Half a O in the blunt
Roll out the pound and we smokin' jokes up
Know that's yo' bitch
But I don't give a fuck
She know you the opps, my dick in her gut

You ready or not, my choppa gon' bust
And I'm knowin' it's up, she say that it's up
It's lifted, came from the trenches
Life changed, I'm movin' different
Fast cars, money and women (Money and women)
Shawty fine as fuck, I put her in Chanel
(In Chanel)
I'm a well known flexer, name ringin' bells

Yeah yeah, yeah, yeah, yеah
The top of that coupe gotta peal
Kurama, for rеal, I'm breakin' the seal
Know I keep the Tommy like Pickles, no dill
(Raaah)
Four to five on the drank, on the cool
On the chill (Chill)
My Lebanese bitch, she don't speak no English
Say her name like a Pokémon, again and again
(yeah) all I know that when we fuck
She bring her friend and her friend

(yeah, yeah) and her twin
I went Sister Sister in the Benz (yeah)
Bitch, I go Sister Sister in they throat
Bitch, they like Roger after, go home (Swear)
I might go twin glizzies on these hoes
(Swear) snuck in every pistol at Club 54
I'll crash in a minute
Don't fuck with my pivot
Bae, just take both them balls
And just dribble it, dribble
Perc 15 killin' me, death to my enemies
Look me in the eye when you suck it
Feel the synergy
Two hundred K on my chest, you can't max me

I'm givin' up BBC to the Vashtie's (Yuh)
She say she wan' fuck (Yuh)
Psh, bitch, gladly (Yuh)
Everytime I'm in it, she be callin' me daddy
(Yuh, yuh, yuh) i'm like "What you sayin'?"
Yo' granddaddy Shaggy"
Better call a nigga Femto every
Time I stab it
I got a Lucy Liu riding my dragon
I don't run out of drank
Let me open my cabinet

Two in the cup, ay, three in the cup
Four in the cup, four in the cup
Half a O in the blunt
Roll out the pound and we smokin' jokes up
Know that's yo' bitch
But I don't give a fuck
She know you the opps, my dick in her gut

You ready or not, my choppa gon' bust
And I'm knowin' it's up, she say that it's up
It's lifted, came from the trenches
Life changed, I'm movin' different
Fast cars, money and women (Money and women)
Shawty fine as fuck, I put her in Chanel
(In Chanel)
I'm a well known flexer, name ringin' bells

To become like us
I yearned for someone to be
Close to for so long to unite the God Hand
Just by placing his hand on my shoulder
You have all been united as a sacred offer

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