Trippie Redd - KILLIONAIRE lyrics
Trippie Redd [Michael Lamar White II] Canton, Ohio, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Trippie Redd - KILLIONAIRE lyrics]
One time me spring up this bumboclaat
Mi waan hear this whole crowd
Reload (Boom boom boom boom)
I'm shy, oh my God
Pull up in fly attire, a dragon
A damn messiah
I pull up like Michael Myers, see
Boy got the touch of Midas
I'm fly with no autopilot, I pull up
The tension heightened
I don't give a fuck 'bout a pussy nigga
I step on you i got that money, bitch
You could see it from hеad to toe
All that bullshit is for the birds, bitch
I'm a scarecrow mе and my brothers
We stick together like Velcro
Ice on my wrist and put my bitch in Chanel
Ho yeah, yeah, yeah, she wan' work for me
She wan' come and twerk for me
She gon' make it work for
Me, she wan' come and, huh
Slide out, do some dirt for me
She gon' go berserk for me
Pussy, was it worth defeat?
(Baow, baow, baow)
Get to shootin', ain't no jersey
In the streets, bitch, i'm Curry
Icy like damn McFlurry, murder, take
Can't do burglary
Muddy cup, like it dirt derby
We had to pay off the attorney
Prayed to God and he heard me
I could be anything like Kirby
Yeah, fresh as fuck, okay, then, he that boy
Don't play with him
From that block since the playpen
It's a million opps
But a million racks I gotta rake in
Yeah, I run the mob
But I'm ready for combat like I'm Raiden
I rock Fear of God, nigga, fuck Satan
Say you with that murder gang shit, nigga
Save it i'm out in the yams, I got fed
I'm with the Haitians
All you niggas pussy, nigga
Feed 'em the temptation
We don't get even look in my eyes, a demon
Bad lil' bitch, mamacita
Chops on my señorita bougie, a damn diva
They didn't damn believe us (yeah, uh)
We the goddamn achievers
Pussy, you best believe it
Mi waan hear this whole crowd
Reload (Boom boom boom boom)
I'm shy, oh my God
Pull up in fly attire, a dragon
A damn messiah
I pull up like Michael Myers, see
Boy got the touch of Midas
I'm fly with no autopilot, I pull up
The tension heightened
I don't give a fuck 'bout a pussy nigga
I step on you i got that money, bitch
You could see it from hеad to toe
All that bullshit is for the birds, bitch
I'm a scarecrow mе and my brothers
We stick together like Velcro
Ice on my wrist and put my bitch in Chanel
Ho yeah, yeah, yeah, she wan' work for me
She wan' come and twerk for me
She gon' make it work for
Me, she wan' come and, huh
Slide out, do some dirt for me
She gon' go berserk for me
Pussy, was it worth defeat?
(Baow, baow, baow)
Get to shootin', ain't no jersey
In the streets, bitch, i'm Curry
Icy like damn McFlurry, murder, take
Can't do burglary
Muddy cup, like it dirt derby
We had to pay off the attorney
Prayed to God and he heard me
I could be anything like Kirby
Yeah, fresh as fuck, okay, then, he that boy
Don't play with him
From that block since the playpen
It's a million opps
But a million racks I gotta rake in
Yeah, I run the mob
But I'm ready for combat like I'm Raiden
I rock Fear of God, nigga, fuck Satan
Say you with that murder gang shit, nigga
Save it i'm out in the yams, I got fed
I'm with the Haitians
All you niggas pussy, nigga
Feed 'em the temptation
We don't get even look in my eyes, a demon
Bad lil' bitch, mamacita
Chops on my señorita bougie, a damn diva
They didn't damn believe us (yeah, uh)
We the goddamn achievers
Pussy, you best believe it