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Trippie Redd – MP5 Lyrics

MP5 Lyrics – Trippie Redd

I’m Too Far Gone (Ah)
Yeah
Hop Out A Gt3 With An Mp5 (Bah)
Yeah, I Got Ice Like Alaska, Jet To Dubai (On Gang, Yeah)
Had To Spread My Wings To Teach ’em All How To Fly (Yeah)
Yeah, You N****s Square Divided By Pi
Yeah, Rolling ’round, Three Gmc’s, ’bout To Be A Drive-by (Brrah)
But Lil’ Homie Know What’s Up With Me
Talk Down, You Gon’ Die (You Gon’ Die)
Keep That Forty On My Lap, I Spent Like Twenty-four On My Wrist (Woo)
When You See Me Out In La, Just Know I’m Balling Like Kobe (Woo)
I’ve Been Number One, B****, Don’t Need No Trophy
Know We Crackheads, Pass Me The Rock And I Be Balling Like Kobe
Rolling Down The 101, Not No Zoey
I Stay Stacking With My Twin For The Win, Zack & Cody
You N****s Be Hating, Mister Moseby (Mister Moseby Ass N****)
Stackin’ It Up On Lowkey (Stack, Stack, Stack)
Stackin’ Up, Rackin’ Up, Triple Og (Woo, Stack)
Don’t Stress, Stay Blessed (Yeah)
Get Away From The Phony (Yeah, Yeah, Yeah)
Hop Out A Gt3 With An Mp5 (Bah)
Yeah, I Got Ice Like Alaska, Jet To Dubai (On Gang, Yeah)
Had To Spread My Wings To Teach ’em All How To Fly (Yeah)
Yeah, You N****s Square Divided By Pi
Yeah, Rolling ’round, Three Gmc’s, ’bout To Be A Drive-by (Brrah)
But Lil’ Homie Know What’s Up With Me
Talk Down, You Gon’ Die (You Gon’ Die)
Keep That Forty On My Lap, I Spent Like Twenty-four On My Wrist (Woo)
When You See Me Out In La, Just Know I’m Balling Like Kobe (Woo)
Light That S*** Up (Go)
Walk In The Spot, I’ma Pipe That S*** Up (Yeah, Yeah)
Yeah, Them N****s Hatin’ My Swag, Them N****s So Bitter (Yeah)
I Thought I Told Them Lil’ N****s
I’m Hard Hitter (Taking That S*** To The Heart)
Yeah, I Thought I Told You Lil’ N****s
I’m Go Getter (Tell Them Lil’ N****s, On God)
Pressure Don’t Matter, Like How Could You Fold N****? (How Could You, B****? Oh My God)
Yeah, How Could You Let The Hate Sit In Your Soul, N****? (How Could That Sit In Your Soul?)
Yeah, Shorty A Demon, A Real Soul Switcher (Oh My God, How Did You Know?)
Young N**** Stepping On Toes (Go)
Handle That S*** Like You Grown (Go)
Doin’ This S*** On My Lone, Aye
I Got That Bag By My Own
F*** It, I’m In The Zone
Ghost, Like N**** I’m Gone
Hop In That Ghost, I’m Ghost, On God
Hop Out A Gt3 With An Mp5 (Bah)
Yeah, I Got Ice Like Alaska, Jet To Dubai (On Gang, Yeah)
Had To Spread My Wings To Teach ’em All How To Fly (Yeah)
Yeah, You N****s Square Divided By Pi
Yeah, Rolling ’round, Three Gmc’s, ’bout To Be A Drive-by (Brrah)
But Lil’ Homie Know What’s Up With Me
Talk Down, You Gon’ Die (You Gon’ Die)
Keep That Forty On My Lap, I Spent Like Twenty-four On My Wrist (Woo)
When You See Me Out In La, Just Know I’m Balling Like Kobe (Woo)