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[Intro] Thrax Productions [Chorus: Trippie Redd] Uh All this ice up on my body look like glitter, bitch Yeah, let's have a cookout, cook some ribs and some Big boolin' in the back, you know I'm bickin' it Yeah, top down pussy blow your wig and shit I'm a tr666-666, a demon, yeah, oh You don't want it, bitch, you can come and get it I'm a savage, I make some split decisions I shoot choppers and hit head-on collisions I spit wisdom and get that much as vision You spit bird shit with the mind of a pigeon That's why your money the size of a midget I told my bitch to hop on my dick and move around like a fidget [Post-Chorus: Trippie Redd] Yeah, yeah Oh wow, oh wow, oh my God Yeah, oh wow, oh wow Oh wow, oh wow Oh my God, oh my God, bitch Oh wow, oh my God, bitch Oh wow, oh, oh [Verse: Cuban Doll] He slept in that pussy, had him screamin', "Oh my God, bitch" No, I'm not an amateur, yeah, I know how to ride dick You fuckin' with a dime bitch, not a basic side chick Whoever make deposits, that's who I'ma slide with For the Porsche it's two-seater, Ferraris and garages And my-and my thighs thick, I deserve some diamonds He ready to cuff me, wedding dress like Dennis Rodman Bitch, I need an Audemar, you gotta put the time in Got the whole gang with me, I feel like Verizon Cartier frames, ayy, just to rest my eyes in Bitches signed the wrong deal, now they-now they cryin' I just move in silence, and that was perfect timing, bitch [Chorus: Trippie Redd] Uh All this ice up on my body look like glitter, bitch Yeah, let's have a cookout, cook some ribs and some Big boolin' in the back, you know I'm bickin' it Yeah, top down pussy blow your wig and shit I'm a tr666-666, a demon, yeah, oh You don't want it, bitch, you can come and get it I'm a savage, I make some split decisions I shoot choppers and hit head-on collisions I spit wisdom and get that much as vision You spit bird shit with the mind of a pigeon That's why your money the size of a midget I told my bitch to hop on my dick and move around like a fidget [Post-Chorus: Trippie Redd] Yeah, yeah Oh wow, oh wow, oh my God Yeah, oh wow, oh wow Oh wow, oh wow Oh my God, oh my God, bitch Oh wow, oh my God, bitch Oh wow, oh, oh
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