Trippie Redd

p*ssy Pamper

by Trippie Redd

[Intro: Young Nudy & Playboi Carti]
Huh?
I'm gassin' this b*tch (What?)

[Verse 1: Young Nudy]
I smoke on the big blunts (Oh yeah)
And I smoke the Runtz (And I smoke the, yeah)
And I like to stunt (Yeah)
I'm ballin' out the front (Ballin' out the front)
n*ggas like to front (Front)
You know I like to front (Know I like to front)
I catch you like a punter (Punter)
My young n*ggas some hunters (My young n*ggas some hunters)
I'm a head huncho (Huncho)
And I got the nacho (Nacho)
Eat n*ggas like tacos (Tacos)
That n*gga don't want beef (That n*gga don't want no beef)
Catch you in the street (Street)
That's that .223 (That's that .223)
That's that MP (MP)
And a M16 (And a M16)
Infrared beam (Beam)
Aim at your whole team (Aim at your whole team)
Boy, you like some steam? (Steam)
Wipe 'em all, they clean (Slime)

[Chorus: Young Nudy]
Runnin' from the cops (Cops)
Gotta keep my Glock (Gotta keep my Glock)
When I see them cops (Cops)
You know I have my Glock (Know I have my Glock)
Middle finger, f*ck 12 (Yeah), always on my block (Always on my block)
Middle finger to the opp, we gon' pop at opps (We gon pop at opps)
Pop a body, drop him (Drop him)
Cop a body, deuces (Deuces)
They be talkin' 'bout it (Huh?)
But don't know who be doin' it (Don't know who be doin' it)
These n*ggas be talkin' (Talkin'), they lemon squeeze (Lemon squeeze)
XD (XD), ooh, lemon squeeze (Brr, brr, brr), yeah

[Verse 2: Young Nudy]
Glock 17 (Okay), 30 million (30 million), yeah
Hang up out that what? b*tch, please (Okay), yeah
That's a walk up, squeeze, yeah
Leave 'em in the streets (Streets), yeah
That's a cold case, yeah
PDE, that murder rate (PDE)
Yeah, you know chopsticks (Chop, chop)
All in the 'partment
Play with the pot, man
We know you gettin' spent (Know you gettin' spent)
We don't talk that sh*t (Nah)
We be 'bout that sh*t (We 'bout that sh*t)
We gotta walk it, we gotta talk it
n*gga, be about it (n*gga, be about it)
All that talkin', cannot be talkin'
n*ggas come see about you (n*ggas come see about you)
You don't want to make news (Nah)
That's that Fox 5 crew (That's that Fox 5 crew)
Put you in the dirt (Yeah), you're ten down (Ten down)
Girl, you say you're ten toes but you stand down, okay (Stand down)
Make a hunnit shots, now make a man down, okay (Man down)
Now they call my phone talkin' 'bout, "Stand down" (Stand down)
Now, I need some money, got my hand out (Got my hand out)
You got yourself in some sh*t, now you can't get out, okay (True)

[Chorus: Young Nudy]
Runnin' from the cops (Cops)
Gotta keep my Glock (Gotta keep my Glock)
When I see them cops (Cops)
You know I have my Glock (Know I have my Glock)
Middle finger, f*ck 12 (Yeah), always on my block (Always on my block)
Middle finger to the opp, we gon' pop at opps (We gon pop at opps)
Pop a body, drop him (Drop him)
Cop a body, deuces (Deuces)
They be talkin' 'bout it (Huh?)
But don't know who be doin' it (Don't know who be doin' it)
These n*ggas be talkin' (Talkin'), they lemon squeeze (Lemon squeeze)
XD (XD), ooh, lemon squeeze (Brr, brr, brr), yeah

[Verse 3: Playboi Carti]
They tryna be cray (Mm, yeah)
They tryna be cray (Mm, yeah)
She wanna meet Carti (Carti)
That b*tch is a Barbie (Yeah)
I'ma f*ck these hoes (Ooh)
I'm on 730
Got a brand new pack like Kid Cudi (Brand new)
I smoke dope like Kid Cudi
Push up and get the slugs from me (Slime slime)
I'm with all the sh*ts (Slime slime)
We pull up with sh*t (Yeah)
We pull up with, uh (Yeah)
We pull up with sticks, hol'up
We pull out the van, hol'up
We pull out the sh*t, ayy
I pull out the .9, hol'up
I pull out and blitz, hol'up
I pull out the fire, hol'up
I pull out wit' six
I'm smokin' out the pound
The b*tch can suck my di*k, yeah
The b*tch gonna ride the di*k, yeah
The b*tch get thrown in the pit

[Chorus: Young Nudy]
Runnin' from the cops (Cops)
Gotta keep my Glock (Gotta keep my Glock)
When I see them cops (Cops)
You know I have my Glock (Know I have my Glock)
Middle finger, f*ck 12 (Yeah), always on my block (Always on my block)
Middle finger to the opp, we gon' pop at opps (We gon pop at opps)
Pop a body, drop him (Drop him)
Cop a body, deuces (Deuces)
They be talkin' 'bout it (Huh?)
But don't know who be doin' it (Don't know who be doin' it)
These n*ggas be talkin' (Talkin'), they lemon squeeze (Lemon squeeze)
XD (XD), ooh, lemon squeeze (Brr, brr, brr), yeah

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