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Artiste : Trippie Redd
Titre : 2Fye
Pussy ass nigga
Woo
Maybach with the curtains, and it´s perfect like my momma, yeah
Slatt

I just fucked a bitch and she was too fire (Woo)
I just made a half a million, too fire (Ah)
I just poured a four in my soda pop (Pop)
I just rolled me up a L, I´m smokin´ dead opps
I was sittin´ back, seein´ shit one way
Had to realize I had two eyes (Two eyes)
Niggas be talking that gunplay
Then pull on the block and its suicide (Suicide)
I hang with the killers and murderers
Don´t be a victim of homicide (Homicide)
Givenchy, Chanel, we ringin´ them bells (Hey, God)

I´m a red God
Pull up on the block, shoot you, headshot
Had that bitch take the red eye
Smokin´ dope, I got red eyes

I´m high as hell, yeah, high as hell, like God...

I just fucked a bitch and she was too fire (Woo)
I just made a half a million, too fire (Ah)
I just poured a four in my soda pop (Pop)
I just rolled me up a L, I´m smokin´ dead opps
I was sittin´ back, seein´ shit one way
Had to realize I had two eyes (Two eyes)
Niggas be talking that gunplay
Then pull on the block and its suicide (Suicide)
I hang with the killers and murderers
Don´t be a victim of homicide (Homicide)
Givenchy, Chanel, we ringin´ them bells (Yeah)

More Kami on my body
I pop Oxys, never ???
King of the hills, father figures
Just like lakes, word to Bobby

Speakin´ of the hills, I keep me a Tommy
Bitch, I´m a dad, but don´t call me daddy
We got them rows, we shoot at your body
She want the racks, she off of the molly
I just popped a perky for you hating niggas, fuck you at
I´m so high, be so upset
I´m so up, no, I´ma jet
I´m so up, Obama check
Bitch, I blow up, Osama, yeah
Maybach with the curtains and it´s perfect like my momma, yeah

I just fucked a bitch and she was too fire (Woo)
I just made a half a million, too fire (Ah)
I just poured a four in my soda pop (Pop)
I just rolled me up a L, I´m smokin´ dead opps
I was sittin´ back, seein´ shit one way

Had to realize I had two eyes (Two eyes)
Niggas be talking that gunplay
Then pull on the block and its suicide (Suicide)
I hang with the killers and murderers
Don´t be a victim of homicide (Homicide)
Givenchy, Chanel, we ringin´ them bells