[Intro: Trippie Redd]
(Loesoe goin' crazy)
Yeah

[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
Pour my cup up, pour my cup up
I been cuttin' up, gettin' fucked up, ice crushed up
Got a mansion with a butler, my .40 bust ya
Every day like NASA, we go the fuck up
Three (Take off), two, one, take off (Yeah, yeah)
Take off (Yeah), take off (Yeah, I feel so alive)
Three (Take off), two, one, take off (Yeah, yeah)
Take off (Yeah), take off (Yeah, yeah)

[Verse 1: Trippie Redd]
Yeah, rock D.A.P., shawty give good head, A's and B's
Choppa stick got double D's
My killers roam the galaxy
Push-to-start whip, don't need no keys
In a Banshee, Halo Reach (Skrrt)
She see the stars, but she don't reach
She in the milky way with me
Bless your heart, deathstar
I'm a deathstar (Yeah), I'm a damn star (Star)
Deathstar (Star), I'm a deathstar (Star, star)
I'm a damn star (Star, star, star), yeah
Luke Skywalker, bitch, deathstar (Star)
Red beams and that F&N hangin' out that car (Car)
I'm in the crib with the AK, but I like the MAC-11 by far
I'm from the trenches, I done pulled strings like a goddamn guitar
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