Trippie Redd - Big 14 (feat. Offset, Moneybagg Yo) lyrics

[Trippie Redd - Big 14 feat. Offset, Moneybagg Yo lyrics]

(Honorable CNOTE)
Huh
Big fourteen, bitch, yeah (Yeah)
Big fourteen, bitch, yeah (Yeah! Yeah)
Big fourteen, bitch, yeah (Yeah! Yeah)
Big fourteen, bitch, yeah (Yeah! Yeah)
Big fourteen, bitch, yeah (Yeah! Yeah)
Big fourteen, bitch, yeah
Big fourteen, bitch, yeah (Ayy, hey)

Don't come outside
We send them killers at your door
(Door) , huh, yeah (Yeah)
Talk down on the gang, lil' bitch
We slice your throat
(Slice) , huh, yeah
Brand new Wraith, it got the club
Look like a ghost
(Cloth) , huh, yeah (Woo)
On the yacht
Let's have a toast 'cause I'm the GOAT
(Yeah) , huh, yeah (Yeah)
I just spent like thirty
Thousand on some clothes
(Clothes) , yeah (Ayy, thirty)
And just made a hundred thousand for a show
(Show) , huh, yeah (Yeah, hey)
With them slimes
You know them niggas wipe your nose
(Slime) , huh, yeah (Slime)
Leave his body red like Kool-Aid Man, like
Oh
(Oh) , huh, yeah (Yeah)

Stackin' and flippin' that money
Not sellin' my soul
(Stackin' that)
Walk in that room
Told that bitch not to slip on my
Drip 'cause it's all on the floor
(Don't slip)
Trap all this shit in the
Nawf, in the 'bando
They knock at the door like Jehovah
(Knock, knock)
I keep a hundred round drum in the back of
My trunk and it bite like a Cobra
(Grrah, grrah, grrah)
Feelin' like Tony Montana, the
World is mine
We runnin' the globe
(Mine)
Get the fuck up, I don't know (Go)
Thirty-round Glock for the internet trolls
(Bah)
Fuck on a thot, I'ma pay for the bros
(Yes, sir)
Count up a M in one night in my Rolls
(Count up)
Put this shit on me then put me in Vogue
Straight out the Nawf, Big 34 (Nawf)
Think that shit soft and we
Shoot out your soul
(Hey, soul)

Don't come outside
We send them killers at your door
(Door) , huh, yeah (Yeah)
Talk down on the gang, lil' bitch
We slice your throat
(Slice) , huh, yeah
Brand new Wraith, it got the club
Look like a ghost
(Cloth) , huh, yeah
On the yacht
Let's have a toast 'cause I'm the GOAT
(Yeah) , huh, yeah (Yeah)
I just spent like thirty
Thousand on some clothes
(Clothes) , yeah (Ayy)
And just made a hundred thousand for a show
(Show) , huh, yeah (Yeah)
With them slimes
You know them niggas wipe your nose
(Nose) , huh, yeah (Yeah)
Leave his body red like Kool-Aid Man, like oh
(Oh) , huh, yeah (Yeah)

(Go)
Big speaker, richer than all my teachers
That's the same young nigga
Used to skip school
(True)
Just read up, fifteen Ms touch
Down in my account
I'm in a new mood
(Go)
Let's speed up, Adderall, thirty, that's
A lil' orange circle
Look it up on YouTube
(Meds)
Grim Reaper, I can get a nigga out
Of here, I just look like this
I just play cool
(Fool)
Shit water, diamonds on H2O (Sparkle)
Box full of money like blow (Bow)
Cop a pint, pour a fo'
Coughin', cups and drinks
Corner store
(Kitten)
You spot my opp, drop the lo'
(Quick)
Gotta bake me a cake for this dough (Earn it)
Fifty-five deep in my show
(Currently) , blew the back in day before

Don't come outside
We send them killers at your door
(Door) , huh, yeah (Yeah)
Talk down on the gang, lil' bitch
We slice your throat
(Slice) , huh, yeah
Brand new Wraith, it got the club
Look like a ghost
(Cloth) , huh, yeah
On the yacht
Let's have a toast 'cause I'm the GOAT
(Yeah) , huh, yeah (Yeah)
I just spent like thirty
Thousand on some clothes
(Clothes) , yeah (Ayy)
And just made a hundred thousand for a show
(Show) , huh, yeah (Yeah)
With them slimes
You know them niggas wipe your nose
(Nose) , huh, yeah (Yeah)
Leave his body red like Kool-Aid Man, like oh
(Oh) , huh, yeah (Yeah)

Kill a nigga, drill a nigga, spill a nigga
Caps'll get peeled, lil' nigga, I
Was in the field
Lil' nigga
(Yeah! Yeah)
AK with that scope, with that
Beam, where it's real
Lil' nigga
We want all the smoke, all the war
We don't fear you niggas
(War, kill, woo)
We gon' drill him down
(Down)
With a hundred rounds (Hundred rounds)
She just like my fuckin' sound
(All my fuckin' sound)
She just like to fuck around (Yeah! Yeah)
She don't wanna date
(Uh) , I just wanna fuck a while
Yeah, I wanna fuck her from the
Back and go to fuckin' town
Yeah
(Ya dig?)

Don't come outside
We send them killers at your door
(Door) , huh, yeah (Yeah)
Talk down on the gang, lil' bitch
We slice your throat
(Slice) , huh, yeah
Brand new Wraith, it got the club
Look like a ghost
(Cloth) , huh, yeah
On the yacht
Let's have a toast 'cause I'm the GOAT
(Yeah) , huh, yeah (Yeah)
I just spent like thirty
Thousand on some clothes
(Clothes) , yeah (Ayy)
And just made a hundred thousand for a show
(Show) , huh, yeah (Yeah)
With them slimes
You know them niggas wipe your nose
(Nose) , huh, yeah (Yeah)
Leave his body red like Kool-Aid Man, like oh
(Oh) , huh, yeah (Yeah)

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