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Trippie Redd

7am In Ohio

 

7am In Ohio

(álbum: Saint Michael - 2023)


We getting that money (Nothing is everything), you know it ain't nothing
I wake up and put that shit on 'cause I'm stunting
I pull up Maybach, it used to be bucket
I know that they mad but I'm on, fuck it
You ain't got no racks, you ball on a budget
I'm starting the car with the push of a button
And I will not explain the do's and the doesn't
Counting that money, I would never front
Hopping out the peezy, luggage in the trunk
Hop in that 'Rari, trunk is in the front
Speed off on a barbie, smoking on some blunts (Yeah)
Twenty three shots in that Glock (Woo), got me feeling like I can dunk (Dunk)
And it wasn't no big deal (Deal), miniscule problems, that shit shrunk (Shrunk)

I know they remember them days, I was outside with that flame
Talk down, I'm blowing your brain (Bah)
Know we the gang, sorry, I forgot your name
Look it's a bird, it's a plane, it's a lame (Lame)
Ooh, remembering names all of the sudden
When you was around I wasn't calling you nothing (You)
Ain't really with the gang, so get the fuck from 'round me
From 'round us (From 'round us), from the ground, up (Ground up)
Look what we round up
No matter the time, I'ma get in my zone
Bitch, I'ma sit in my throne
I'ma get straight to my goals

We getting that money, you know it ain't nothing
I wake up and put that shit on 'cause I'm stunting
I pull up Maybach, it used to be bucket
I know that they mad but I'm on, fuck it
You ain't got no racks, you ball on a budget
I'm starting the car with the push of a button
And I will not explain the do's and the doesn't
Counting that money, I would never front
Hopping out the peezy, luggage in the trunk
Hop in that 'Rari, trunk is in the front
Speed off on a barbie, smoking on some blunts (Yeah)
Twenty three shots in that Glock (Woo), got me feeling like I can dunk (Dunk)
And it wasn't no big deal (Deal), miniscule problems, that shit shrunk (Shrunk)

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