Death Trippie Redd (Ft. DaBaby)

[Intro: Trippie Redd]
Ya dig?
You gon' die
You gon' die
You gon' die

[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
Yeah, uh, what that mean?
Yeah, what that mean?
I'm outside, pop out gang with the team, bitch, uh
What that mean?
We all lit, that's on gang, that's on me, bitch, uh

[Post-Chorus: Trippie Redd]
Yeah, huh, murder, murder, slatt (Yeah)
Choppa big, it blow you back (Yeah)
Hanging with them slatts (Yeah)
Pussy nigga, we tote gats (Yeah, yeah)
Nigga, you get whacked (Gang, gang)
That's on gang and that's all facts, uh (Yeah, yeah)

[Verse 1: Trippie Redd]
We shoot .223's (Bah), we'll take your life (Gang)
Me, I'm with the gang, you know we gon' slide
We all with them bees, all up in the hive
You talk down on me, nigga, you gon' die
We a different kind, and we be on different time
Rocking Number (N)ine jeans, and I be so fly
We from different sides, pussy, I'ma up that fire
Talking all that tough shit on the gang
Pussy bitch, and you gon' die