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Trippie Redd

The Jungle Book

 

The Jungle Book

(album: A Love Letter To You 4 - 2019)


(This beat from Murda)

We the Taliban, blowing shit up like Sadam
Bitch, I keep that chopper on me, I'm heavily armed
From Chiraq, we got guns like Iraq
We gon' take your shit and when you come we make you buy it back
I done put Chanel on my lil bitch, I spent like five racks
I just told her go pick up the pack she gon' fly back
Big stick with a big clip, make you back back
In the coupe with the stick shift, we be riding fast

Yeah, we gon' pull up with some big guns
Yeah, bitch, I'm Big 14, I keep some big drums
Yeah, I like counting green, I got some green thumbs
Think I got pneumonia in my fists, I see the symptoms
Yeah

Uh, Big 14 know what the fuck going on, lil bitch
Gang, gang, uh
Shoot ya, take your chain, chain
Uh

We brought all that extra
We brought all that extra
We brought all that extra, nigga
We brought all that extra
We brought all that extra
We brought all that extra

Smoking till my lungs hurt, uh
I count all this guap until my thumbs hurt, yeah
Bitch, I'm Big 14, that's on my brother, yeah
I can see your face right on this plain shirt, yeah
I want all the love but all this love hurt, yeah
All these pussy niggas, man, they butt-hurt, yeah
I can read your mind, you niggas cluttered
I been eating good pussy, nigga, on my suburb, yeah
Yeah, bitch, I'm the shit
I'm a walking lick but you niggas ain't taking shit
I'ma pull up with that chopper myself, do a hit
Drill time, yeah, nigga, kill time, yeah
I might kill slime, yeah, on a kill grind, yeah
On a kill streak
Man, these pussy-ass niggas, man, they kill me
I been dripping sauce, lil bitch, hella filthy
Got a mink coat 'cause the world's getting chilly

Uh yeah uh
When it's kill time, drill time, we kill slime
On a big grind and we big time, big time, big time
Yeah, we big time
Yeah, we big time
Pull up with that stick, you get killed, slime
Pull up with that stick, you get
You get drilled
You get drilled for real
Yeah, you get killed for real
You get killed for real
You get spilled for real
Yeah

Fatto

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