Strut Trippie Redd (Ft. Lil Yachty)

[Intro: Trippie Redd]
(BANG$KOTT, fuck around, you know he make that beat drop)
Yeah

[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
Ride with the mob, bitch, I ride with the villains
You talkin' that shit then we gon' do some killin'
And I leave his ass stankin', he smellin' like chitlins
AR to the floor, got the Glock to the ceilin'
My goal is to murder the opps, even children
I pour me a four 'cause I like the lil' feelin'
I jugg all my life, in the pot, I be trippin'
Killed in front of a nigga, he look at me different

[Verse 1: Trippie Redd]
Money-man, money-man, my palm itchin'
In the kitchen, lil' nigga, I don't do the dishes
NASCAR in the kitchen, lil' bitch, I be whippin'
Leave a note on the doorstep, you know that I did it
Name ring no bells, you know that I get it
Don't give a fuck what you talkin' 'bout, I'm from the trenches
Come from gunfire and split decisions
Murder-man, murder-man, nigga, you know my lil' mission
Come from Hennessy and Parking Lot Pimpin'
Keep a XD, but this mop different
I'm up on Mars and I'm floatin', lil' bitch
Ever since a lil' baby, was golden, lil' bitch
She a zombie like Kino Der Toten, lil' bitch
Speakin' my heart like a poet, If it's a problem, let me know it, yeah, haha
If you with the shit, nigga, show it, uh, ayy
Timmy Turner, I wish you get killed, lil' nigga
Cosmo and Wanda my pills, lil' nigga
With Woah Vicky, pop me a seal, lil' nigga
Got a Plain Jane Richard Mille, and I ride 'round in the hills
Bitch losin' her mind, don't got head over heels
Fanboy, yo' shit Janitor Poopatine
I can hear the sound of the [?]
In the trap with [?]
High as a kite, high just like Buddha be
Niggas smokin' that Hugabee
Bad lil' bitch, but she is a bugaboo
Lil' bitch, quit buggin' me
What is your language? Bitch, I speak Buckanese
She high when she fuckin' me
She dark when she fuckin' you, give you the purple thing, yeah