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Trippie Redd

Yo Pi'erre Slime

 

Yo Pi'erre Slime

(album: Saint Michael - 2023)


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?)
Stepping on whatever, red rag, red bandana
Riding 'round with that blammer (Bah)

Riding '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)
Pouring 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 getting 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
Stepping on whatever (Yeah), red rag, red bandana (Okay)
Riding 'round with that blammer (Okay)

Moving slow motion, I got that potion
My weed is potent, oh that's your girlfriend?
That bitch is ho'ing, that bitch is going (Going, ah)
That bitch is going wherever I'm rolling
Choppa leave you soulless (Bah), he not lit, he posing (Bah)
I been it, I'm chosing (Brrt)
King shit, you notice, drop my sword, be holding (Ah)
That boy way too croaking, forever we rolling
Told her, "Fuck," told her, "Now"
He popping shit but he telling a lie (Telling 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 killing 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 (Ooh)
I'm in Alpharetta (Ooh), red marinara (Ooh)
Cheese mozzarella (Ooh), bloodshed, vendetta (Ooh)
Stepping on whatever (Yeah, ooh), red rag, red bandana (Okay, ooh)
Riding '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 rolling (Gang, gang, gang), I'm rolling (Gang, gang, gang)
We rolling
Yours truly, Michael

done

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