Trippple H K Suave (Ft. D. Savage & Trippie Redd)

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[Intro: Ashnikko]
(I'm shy, oh my God)

[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
Pussy didn't stand a chance
Countin' all these bands, Dickies pants and the Vans
Call me "Triple H," Hermè-Hermè-Hermè-mès
Hermès on my neck, Hermès on my wrist and pants
Hermès on my bitch when I take her out to France
Perrier, that's for Rosetta, uh, Cartier her lens
Reppin' that block still, reppin' that block still
Reppin' that block still, reppin' that block still

[Verse 1: Trippie Redd]
Yeah, I stay on the block, niggas ain't on the block (Block, block, block)
Reppin' that block still
They all robbers and shooters
You talkin' that shit, but it's all on computers (Woah)
We throw up that Roc like Bermuda
Perky consumer (Baow)
Reppin' that block still
And the coupe look neon
I can't fuck with a peon
Niggas know what I be on (Yeah)
With a big red VLONE
Bitch, chain Casamigos
I'ma cock it then reload (Reload)
I'ma stick to the G code (Gang, gang)
In the game, no cheat code
And my chain Sub-Zero, yeah (Set, set, set)

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