
5000 Youth Graves Trippie Redd
On this page, discover the full lyrics of the song "5000 Youth Graves" by Trippie Redd. Lyrxo.com offers the most comprehensive and accurate lyrics, helping you connect with the music you love on a deeper level. Ideal for dedicated fans and anyone who appreciates quality music.

[Chorus]
Ooh, diamonds, they wet like a fountain (Yeah)
Ooh, bitch I run the youth, ain't no fountain (Yeah)
Ooh, pull up and we leave bodies bouncin' (Yeah)
Ooh-ooh, ayy
1400, we the business
1400, we the business
Got five-thousand youth graves
Rockstar life, yeah, you changed
Ooh, yeah (Ayy, yeah)
Ooh-ooh, yeah
[Verse]
And we killers, put a price on ya head, yeah, leave ya dead, yeah
I be shinin' infrared, yeah, Trippie Redd, yeah
Get the hеll out my face if you ain't got my bread, yeah
I bе rockin' this Supreme nigga, Gucci headbands (Ooh)
All about my racks, lil' killa
I'm a killa, you's a killa, go kill, lil' killa
Got twenty-five carats in my lil' grill, lil' nigga
I got the sack and let you know I been trill, lil' nigga (Okay)
I'm a dog, you's a puppy, lil' poodle (Yeah)
Eat yo' bitch like a fuckin' Toaster Strudle
Maybe ramen noodles, hit it from the back then toodles
And all my niggas like to draw, pew-pew-pew, ain't talkin' doodles, nigga, hey
I like to whip my wrist
Whip, whip, whip, I like to whip my wrist
And yo' bitch like to [?]
Red car lookin' like fucking licorice, nigga, whoo
Yeah, whoo (Yeah, whoo)
Ooh, five-thousand
Ooh, diamonds, they wet like a fountain (Yeah)
Ooh, bitch I run the youth, ain't no fountain (Yeah)
Ooh, pull up and we leave bodies bouncin' (Yeah)
Ooh-ooh, ayy
1400, we the business
1400, we the business
Got five-thousand youth graves
Rockstar life, yeah, you changed
Ooh, yeah (Ayy, yeah)
Ooh-ooh, yeah
[Verse]
And we killers, put a price on ya head, yeah, leave ya dead, yeah
I be shinin' infrared, yeah, Trippie Redd, yeah
Get the hеll out my face if you ain't got my bread, yeah
I bе rockin' this Supreme nigga, Gucci headbands (Ooh)
All about my racks, lil' killa
I'm a killa, you's a killa, go kill, lil' killa
Got twenty-five carats in my lil' grill, lil' nigga
I got the sack and let you know I been trill, lil' nigga (Okay)
I'm a dog, you's a puppy, lil' poodle (Yeah)
Eat yo' bitch like a fuckin' Toaster Strudle
Maybe ramen noodles, hit it from the back then toodles
And all my niggas like to draw, pew-pew-pew, ain't talkin' doodles, nigga, hey
I like to whip my wrist
Whip, whip, whip, I like to whip my wrist
And yo' bitch like to [?]
Red car lookin' like fucking licorice, nigga, whoo
Yeah, whoo (Yeah, whoo)
Ooh, five-thousand
Comments (0)
The minimum comment length is 50 characters.