G Bm D
G A
Bm
I love Trippie Redd
Oh, oh
Pourin' up fours, mud in my cup
D
Won't look at the past, it's behind us
G
Fallin' in a bottomless pit, find us
A
Life is a purge, sound of the sirens
Bm
Do whatever I want, don't give a fuck, live my life, uh-huh, uh-huh
D
I got your wife, she my slut, she take nut, uh-huh, uh-huh
G
And I don't walk shit at all, I'm on the money run
A Bm
I don't got no opps, they stay inside 'cause they scared of my guns
D
Your bitch said she want a real one, I told her, "Come and find one"
G
It's funny how you pussy, but you never been inside one
Ayy, these dumb-ass, virgin-ass niggas mad
A
They run when they see the gun in my hand
Bullets like Twitter, they follow them
Bm
Nut, my kids, she swallow them, ooh, yeah, she swallow them
D
Boy, your chain ain't solid gold
Your jeweler finessed, he hollowed them
G
These niggas say they wit' it, uh, we gon' Harry Potter him (Pussy bitch)
A
Make that lil' bitch disappear, got VVS's in my ear
Bm
Ooh-ooh-ooh, a chandelier, we shinin' on your bitch
D
We flick these hoes wanna fuck, 'cause I'm so freaky-deaky and your bitch gon' eat me
G
You know that we killing these fuck niggas
Hell nah, ain't no throwin' a wife like, "Hell nah"
A
Pussy boy we gon bite that pussy nigga, pull up on him and bite that, uh
Bm
Hundred thirty K on a Cuban link, ayy
D
Shawty wanna fuck, suck the dick and be my bae, ayy
G
Chillin' on that couch, fuck your bitch in her mouth
A
Catch a nigga slippin', put it in his fucking house (Slatt)
Bm
I ain't with the talkin', I ain't with the talkin'
D
I ain't with the talkin', put the pussy nigga in a coffin (Oh)
G
He red, nigga say he bleedin', he red, he red (Oh)
A D
I'm killin' everybody instead (Bah)
Bm
It be so cold up in the summertime (Freezin'), in the summertime (Freezin')
D
Diamonds on my fingers, baby blue, they look like Megamind (Yeah)
G
I don't know reality, bitch, I feel like Coraline (Yeah, yeah)
A
And we from the Northside, pull up, Optimus Prime (Yeah)
Bm
I don't wanna miss life (Yeah)
D
Promise it feel better takin' his life (Takin' his life, yeah)
G
Yeah, codeine when I piss right (When I piss right)
A
'Cause we live that fucking triple six life, yeah, that 6 kiss life (Yeah, six, six)
Bm D
Murder, what it is, murder, what it is,yeah, murder, what it is, uh
G
I'ma catch a murder in this bitch, that's for certain in this bitch
A
Like close the burtains in this bitch, uh (Yeah, uh, yeah)
Bm D
Uh, it's a living Hell (Right) and we live in Hell
G A
From there, live in Hell, from there, I live in Hell, from there, yeah
La-la-la-la, gang, la-la-la-la
Bm D G A
Bm D G A
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