Trippie Redd - Yo Pi'erre Slime lyrics
Trippie Redd [Michael Lamar White II] Canton, Ohio, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Trippie Redd - Yo Pi'erre Slime lyrics]
Oh, oh, yeah oh, yeah, yeah
I tote Berettas
I'm in Alpharetta, red marinara
Cheese mozzarella, bloodshed, vendetta
(Yo, Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?)
Steppin' on whatever, red rag, red bandana
Ridin' 'round with that blammer (Bah)
Ridin' 'round with that hammer (Bah)
I'm in all red like Santa
(Okay) she lay on that wood
Like a camper (Come on)
Know I'm the shit, no Pamper
(Come on) you got her wet
Got her damper (yeah)
I'ma finger that bitch through her panties
(Okay)
Pourin' a four in a Fanta (Okay)
Put my heart and my soul in my blammer (yeah)
Put my heart and my soul in the slammer
(yeah)
I ain't even wanna give 'em no chance (Huh?)
Why you hatin'? You ain't gettin' no bands
(yeah)
And that pussy boy lay in the sand (Woah)
You ain't worth shit, bitch, but sand
Pop out, who Dirty Dan? (Dirty Dan)
I tote Berettas
I'm in Alpharetta, red marinara
Cheese mozzarella, bloodshed, vendetta
Steppin' on whatever
(yeah) red rag, red bandana (Okay)
Ridin' 'round with that blammer (Okay)
Movin' slow motion, I got that potion
My weed is potent, oh that's your girlfriend?
That bitch is ho'in', that bitch is goin'
(Goin', ah)
That bitch is goin' wherever I'm rollin'
Choppa leave you soulless
(Bah) he not lit, he posin' (Bah)
I been it, I'm chosin' (Brrt)
King shit, you notice, drop my sword
Be holdin' (Ah)
That boy way too croakin', forever we rollin'
Told her, "Fuck, " told her, "Now"
He poppin' shit but he tellin' a lie
(Tellin' a lie)
Out of this world, get sent to the sky
(Sent to the sky)
Big dog shit, conquer the (Bah)
All this pain, I can't cry
Don't trust niggas sorry for killin' the vibe
(Vibe) just bought hella chop's
I'ma fill up the ride (Ride)
I'm big man, bitch, better pray to God
Ooh, ooh, ooh (Oh) ooh
Ooh (Oh) ooh, ooh (Oh) ooh
I tote Berettas (O oh) I'm in Alpharetta
(O oh) red marinara (O oh) cheese mozzarella
(O oh) bloodshed, vendetta (O oh)
Steppin' on whatever
(yeah, ooh) red rag, red bandana (Okay, ooh)
Ridin' 'round with that blammer (Okay, ooh)
Mm, mm-mm yo, Pi'erre, I'm out here
Yo, Pi'erre, I'm out here
Yo, Pi'erre, I'm out here
Yeah, we outside, yeah we rollin'
(Gang, gang, gang) I'm rollin' (Gang, gang
Gang) we rollin' yours truly, Michael
I tote Berettas
I'm in Alpharetta, red marinara
Cheese mozzarella, bloodshed, vendetta
(Yo, Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?)
Steppin' on whatever, red rag, red bandana
Ridin' 'round with that blammer (Bah)
Ridin' 'round with that hammer (Bah)
I'm in all red like Santa
(Okay) she lay on that wood
Like a camper (Come on)
Know I'm the shit, no Pamper
(Come on) you got her wet
Got her damper (yeah)
I'ma finger that bitch through her panties
(Okay)
Pourin' a four in a Fanta (Okay)
Put my heart and my soul in my blammer (yeah)
Put my heart and my soul in the slammer
(yeah)
I ain't even wanna give 'em no chance (Huh?)
Why you hatin'? You ain't gettin' no bands
(yeah)
And that pussy boy lay in the sand (Woah)
You ain't worth shit, bitch, but sand
Pop out, who Dirty Dan? (Dirty Dan)
I tote Berettas
I'm in Alpharetta, red marinara
Cheese mozzarella, bloodshed, vendetta
Steppin' on whatever
(yeah) red rag, red bandana (Okay)
Ridin' 'round with that blammer (Okay)
Movin' slow motion, I got that potion
My weed is potent, oh that's your girlfriend?
That bitch is ho'in', that bitch is goin'
(Goin', ah)
That bitch is goin' wherever I'm rollin'
Choppa leave you soulless
(Bah) he not lit, he posin' (Bah)
I been it, I'm chosin' (Brrt)
King shit, you notice, drop my sword
Be holdin' (Ah)
That boy way too croakin', forever we rollin'
Told her, "Fuck, " told her, "Now"
He poppin' shit but he tellin' a lie
(Tellin' a lie)
Out of this world, get sent to the sky
(Sent to the sky)
Big dog shit, conquer the (Bah)
All this pain, I can't cry
Don't trust niggas sorry for killin' the vibe
(Vibe) just bought hella chop's
I'ma fill up the ride (Ride)
I'm big man, bitch, better pray to God
Ooh, ooh, ooh (Oh) ooh
Ooh (Oh) ooh, ooh (Oh) ooh
I tote Berettas (O oh) I'm in Alpharetta
(O oh) red marinara (O oh) cheese mozzarella
(O oh) bloodshed, vendetta (O oh)
Steppin' on whatever
(yeah, ooh) red rag, red bandana (Okay, ooh)
Ridin' 'round with that blammer (Okay, ooh)
Mm, mm-mm yo, Pi'erre, I'm out here
Yo, Pi'erre, I'm out here
Yo, Pi'erre, I'm out here
Yeah, we outside, yeah we rollin'
(Gang, gang, gang) I'm rollin' (Gang, gang
Gang) we rollin' yours truly, Michael