Trippie Redd、Sofaygo - MP5 (Explicit)
Written by:Michael Lamar White II、Andre Dontrel Burt Jr.
Composed by:Anton Mendo
I'm too far gone
Ah
Yeah
Hop out a GT3 with an MP5
Bah
Yeah
I got ice like Alaska jet to Dubai
Okay yeah
Had to spread my wings and teach 'em all how to fly yeah
Yeah
You n***as square divided by pi
Yeah rollin' 'round three GMC's 'bout to be a drive-by
Brrah
And your homie know what's up with me talk down you gon' die
You gon' die
Got that 40 on my lap I spent like 24 on my wrist
See me out in LA just know I'm ballin' like Kobe
Woo
I been number one b***h don't need no trophy
Know we crackheads pass me the rock and I'll be ballin' like Kobe
Rolling down the 101 not no Zoey
I stay stacking with my twin for the wins Zack and Cody
You n***as be hatin' Mr Moseby
Stackin' it up on lowkey
Stack stack stack
Stackin' up rackin' up triple OG
Woo
Stay stressed stay blessed
Yeah
Get away from the phony
Yeah yeah yeah
Hop out a GT3 with an MP5
Bah
Yeah
I got ice like Alaska jet to Dubai
Okay yeah
Had to spread my wings and teach 'em all how to fly yeah
Yeah
You n***as square divided by pi
Yeah rollin' 'round three GMC's 'bout to be a drive-by
Brrah
And your homie know what's up with me talk down you gon' die
You gon' die
Got that 40 on my lap I spent like 24 on my wrist
See me out in LA just know I'm ballin' like Kobe
Woo
Go
Yeah
Light that s**t up
Go
Walk in the spot I'ma pipe that s**t up
Yeah yeah
Yeah them n***as hatin' my swag them n***as so bitter
Yeah
I thought I told them lil' n***as I'm hard hitter
Taking that s**t to the heart
Yeah I thought I told you lil' n***as I'm go getter
Tell them lil' n***as I'm go
Pressure don't matter like how could you fold n***a
How could you b***h
Oh my God
Yeah how could you let the hate sit on your soul n***a
Let the hate sit on your soul
Yeah shawty a demon a real soul switcher
Oh my God how did you know
Young n***a steppin' on toes
Go
Handle that s**t like you grown
Go
Doin' this s**t on my lone ayy
I got that bag by my own ayy
F**k it I'm in the zone
Ghost like n***a I'm gone
Hop in that Ghost I'm ghost on God
Hop out a GT3 with an MP5
Bah
Yeah
I got ice like Alaska jet to Dubai
Okay yeah
Had to spread my wings and teach 'em all how to fly yeah
Yeah
You n***as square divided by pi
Yeah rollin' 'round three GMC's 'bout to be a drive-by
Brrah
And your homie know what's up with me talk down you gon' die
You gon' die
Got that 40 on my lap I spent like 24 on my wrist
See me out in LA just know I'm ballin' like Kobe
Woo