Supernatural – Trippie Redd lyrics

Lyrics Supernatural – Trippie Redd

Supernatural lyrics
Take a chill pill, take a chill pill
Take a chill pill, take a chill pill
Take a chill pill, take a chill pill
Take a chill pill, take a chill pill

Bitch, I’m from 800 where we kill, kill
Walked out doing drill-drill, pop out like a pill, pill
Wake up in the mornin’, spark a blunt and crack a damn seal
We ball, bitch, I break the backboard, Shaquille O’Neal
Big chopper turn like Timmy, we got Dracos with titties
We got kids runnin’ ’round with semis, that ain’t love, that’s
envy

Big Jurassic in your city, Bimmers, Benz and Bentleys
Rollin’ ’round, G-Wagen, lean go to my kidneys
Bitch, I’m a monster, bitch, I’m a goon
I cannot lose, bitch, I’m a winner
Diamonds, they dancin’ on me like the winter
I got the shells, no Master Splinter
I got them bails, put the blick on my hitter
Put a cross on my nails, but they won’t cross my niggas

Big 14, know what the fuck goin’ on, gang

With the gang, I’m a rebel (On my gang)
I made treaties with the devil
Home in space, don’t need no shuttle
Don’t be scared, don’t need no trouble
I just downed this Hennessy, it got me seeing double (Gang)
Countin’ chips, don’t let the cookie crumble
We—we keep blicks, got that bag and I won’t ever fumble
Trippie vers’ the whole damn gang, it’s like a Royal Rumble
Pussy boy got pushed out the whip, I watched ’em roll and
tumble (Bitch)
Your bitch kissin’ on my dick, look like she blowin’ bubbles
Yeah, you niggas Autobots, I’m a damn Gundam
Walk around this bitch like I’m the pops, now they mad I sonned
’em

Summin’ up the paychecks, I’ma get this cash (Cash)
Summon up that paycheck, I’ma get that bag (Woo)
Private flights to Berlin, I got jet lag
Niggas try to steal my shine and our jetpacks
And I’m only goin’ up from here like a jet pack
And your homie, I rolled up in here
It’s that good packkk

Supernatural – Trippie Redd lyrics
Supernatural - Trippie Redd
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