Won’t Fall Trippie Redd

[Intro]
Yeah, okay, hey, hey, uh

[Verse]
Uh, touch your gut, fuck your gut
I can touch your gut, I can fuck your gut
Let's get this understood, bitch, I'm from the hood
Yeah, I'm from the mud, know that cop a bud
Know that choppa good, bitch, I'm high, you know it
Feds, hide the nugs, feds at your door
Run down like a pick & roll, fuck that bitch, she pigeon-toed
All of my J's original, no, you cannot take a picture, ho
Don't hit me up on no finsta, ho, don't got time for no Insta', ho
Hop in the truck and I hit the sto', chopper gon' bust if I give the go
Don't know about time, but I am a goat
In the Vatican, bitch, she call me the goat
You going downhill, slippery slope
Choppers a murderer, not adjusted
Walk in, [?] all on the dresser
I am the one, bitch, I'm drugger-drugger
Pop at your mom and your aunt and brother
I think that bitch should've wore a rubber
But that lil' ho got fucked raw
Man, it don' pissed me the fuck off
If you don't like me then fuck off (Yeah), ha